<b>Chapter </b><b>148</b>
Stephanie slept until half past three in the afternoon. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. When she looked down, she noticed she was wearing her pajamas, with a faint smell of shower gel lingering. She thought, Vincent must have bathed me.” She took the phone from the bedside table and replied to Julianna. Then she went to the restroom wearing her slippers.
After washing up.
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“Thanks, I’ve slept enough,” Stephanie replied.
“For what?” Vincent fried the ribs in the pot, then put down the spat and covered the pot. He turned around and hugged her. “Tell me, what are your thanking me for?”
Stephanie raised her head and smiled brightly. “Thank you for bathing me.”
Vincent said, “Then, <b>I </b>have to thank you too.”
Stephanie was confused. “Why?”
Vincent bent over and gently <b>kissed </b>her forehead. “Thank you for letting me feel your beautiful body.”
Stephanie nced at him and said, “Stop spouting nonsense all the time!”
Vincent chuckled. T’m telling the truth.”
Although they shared many intimate moments, Stephanie still blushed and her heart raced. “Stop talking!” She felt she was speaking seriously, but all <b>he </b>heard was her sounding cute. “Okay, Stephanie has the final say. Are you hungry?
Heating this, Stephanie raised an eyebrow and waited for his response. After all, whether she answered “hungry” or “not hungry,”Vincent would intentionally misinterpret it. Once she answered “hungry,” Vincent carried her directly into the bedroom to “feed” her. The next time she answered that she was “not hungry,” Vincent still carried her to the bedroom and said he was “hungry” So, this time, she chose to remain silent.
Vincent knew what she was thinking and couldn’t helpughing. “What are you thinking about? Let me guess.” He pretended to check and butted softly. “It seems that your mind is full <b>of </b>dirty thoughts.”
Stephanie snorted and pretended <b>to </b>leave angrily, but Vincent hugged her tightly with his chin resting on her head. “I’ll stop teasing you. Let me hold you for a while.” Stephanie stopped struggling. She put her arms around Vincent’s waist and leaned against his chest obediently, listening to his strong heartbeat.
Vincent said, “I know you can protect yourself, but I’m still terribly worried. I want to kill those people!”
“I’m fine now,” she replied.
Vincent said, “Stephie, I dreamt you were lying on the operating table. Dous and Florence cut your heart open and blood dripped from it. They wanted to transnt your heart. I killed them, brought you to the seaside, watched the sunrise with you, and I followed you<b>.</b>” Then, he <b>noticed </b>Stephanie trembling in his arms. He hurriedly let go of her and held her shoulders. “Stephie, what’s wrong? Are you feeling ufortable?”
Stephanie shook her head, her heart aching when she recalled the moment when Vincent was willing to die for her. She felt distressed for him and hugged him tightly “Vincent, I’ll be good to you for the rest of my life.”
Vincent thought she was crying because of the dream he had. “Dreams are fake. Your heart is <b>still </b>in your body, and Florence is dead, while I am <b>standing </b>well in front of you. Don’t cry, I shouldn’t have mentioned it.”
Stephanie shook her <b>head</b>, her voice muffled.No.
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Vincent asked, “What?”
Tears welled up in Stephanie’s eyes, and her nose tingled. When she was about to say the dream <b>was </b><b>real</b>, the phone in her pocket began to vibrate. She sniffed and took out her phone, seeing unfamiliar numbers on the screen. She frowned and answered the phone. A piercing female voice <b>rang </b>out, “Stephanie, you bitch! It’s all your fault that Flore is dead! Why couldn’t you just give her your heart? Why did she <b>die </b>instead of you? Bring Flore back. Go to hell…” It was Matilda. Stephanie didn’t want to hear her curse anymore, so she hung up the phone and blocked the number.
Even if Florence was not the mastermind of the kidnapping, she still was involved. After all, whether in her previous life or this one, Florence had coveted her heart. At the thought of her and Vincent’s tragic deaths in her previous life, she felt that Florence deserved to die. Stephanie pondered, ‘Although we are sisters, why couldn’t Matilda do the right thing if Florence was in the wrong? I’m not a saint I won’t be held hostage by morality. It <b>makes </b>no sense that I have to give up on my heart just because I’m healthy and <b>Horace </b>and Matilda favored Florence!
Vincent gently ruffled her hair. “Stephie, are you <b>okay</b>?”
Stephanic nodded, “I’m fine.”
Vincent cupped her face and said, “Don’t pay attention to those who don’t care about you and hurt you intentionally. And as for that dream, don’t worry about it. It’s all fake. However, if anyone dares to hurt you, I will never let them off the hook.”
Stephanie originally wanted to tell him that she was reborn, but on <b>second </b>thought, she couldn’t instill the idea that if something happened to her, he would die for her. “Vincent, if one day one of us dies first, the one left behind should live well, okay<b>?</b>”
Vincent frowned and asked, “Why are you bringing up such a heavy tople?”
Stephanie replied, “Birth, aging, illness, and death are normal. After this kidnapping case, I have a deeper understanding of it. Promise me that if I leave first, you will <b>live </b>well.”
“I’ll never live without you!” Vincent shouted.
Stephanie’s heart skipped a beat as she heard what she feared most from him. So she asked seriously, “If you die first, do you want me to go with you?”
“…” Vincent frowned and pondered. “I don’t want you toe with me. I want <b>you </b>to live to see the beautiful things in this world for me. When you’ve seen enough, I’lle for you.”
“Vincent, you’re being hypocritical. I don’t care. Promise me, or I will never talk to you again!” Stephanie’s expression darkened.
Seeing that she was really angry, Vincent said perfunctorily, “I promise you.” Stephanie <b>said</b><b>, </b>“You’re not taking me seriously!” Vincent remained silent.
“Swear on it!”
Vincent was helpless and raised three fingers. “<b>Okay</b><b>, </b>I swear that no matter which one of us passes first, the other will live well for the deceased until the end of his life.”
With tears in her eyes, Stephanie threw herself into Vincent’s arms and said in a muffled voice, “Vincent, <b>you </b>must do as you say. Do you hear me?” Vincent acknowledged. “In this life, I will give birth to two children,” she <b>said</b>.
“Only two? I thought you were going to give me a football team!” Vincent joked. Stephanie chuckled bitterly and gently pounded his chest, replying, “Do you want to work me to death?” Vincent wiped the tears on her check and said, “Why are you taking it so seriously?” Stephanie said, “When ites to you<b>, </b>I’m taking everything seriously!”
“Okay, okay.” He took her into his arms again and said, <b>“</b><b>Got </b>it.” For some reason, Vincent felt that Stephanie was sad today. Perhaps it was because so much had happened these days.
<b>Later</b>, whenever he recalled that scene, he felt a deep <b>sense </b>of mncholy. At that time, Stephanie was feeling distressed for him.
Stephanie said, “Vincent, I’m hungry.” Vincent similed and looked at the <b>pot</b>. Then he stirred it with a spat and turned off the fire. The ribs are <b>ready</b>.
We can eat now.”
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Stephanie grabbed his cor and said, “I’ll be serving the dishes now.” Stephanie took Vincent’s arm and led him to the bedroom. “When I say I’m hungry, I mean I’m hungry for this.” Vincent followed Stephanie into the bedroom and closed the do