I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

Chapter 784 A Long Future Ahead

Stephen looked at her serious expression and replied in kind. “Next time you try to trick me, I’ll play along. “The future is long; there will be plenty of opportunities for me to save face for you.”! He didn’t seem to be joking; he was genuinely considering her words.

Evie didn’t know what had come over her, but she felt momentarily disoriented. In the confined space of the elevator, she could hear her heartbeat pounding irregularly. Stephen looked down at her and smiled again.

For some reason, he seemed to smile more often since meeting her. Ding… The elevator door opened slowly. The two stepped out one after the other. Just as the door closed, and they entered the corridor, a slender figure appeared.

She was wearing a nightgown and holding a pillow in her arms. She tiptoed, taking slow, careful steps. Evie’s eyes widened in surprise. Was that…

Before she could react, Stephen clasped her waist and spun her around, pinning her to the corner. He put a finger to his lips in a “shh” gesture. He didn’t release her until the footsteps had faded away.

Evie’s breathing was ragged. She tried to compose and distract herself by asking. Was that Zayla?” Stephen nodded. “Is she sleepwalking?” Evie asked, feeling strange about Zayla’s behavior.

“Sleepwalking?” Stephen shook his head. “Have you ever seen a sleepwalker walk with such measured steps? And observe the surroundings from time to time?”

“Then where is she going? Where can she go with a pillow in her arms?” Evie was confused. Stephen narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a wry smile, “Where else could she go?”

The one at the end of the corridor was his bedroom. Evie noticed Stephen’s despondency. It was fleeting, but it confirmed her suspicions. “I’m so sleepy. I’m going back to bed,” she said, moving aside.

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Stephen. “Sweet dreams, Mr. Vargas,” She walked away. Stephen watched her retreating back and involuntarily called out. “Evie. will rest assured.” Her slender back stiffened and her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

Zayla walked down the corridor and found the guest bedroom without needing the dim light to guide her. After all, this was where she grew up. Even with her eyes closed, she could find

But this was the first time she had experienced what it was like to walk through the corridors of her own home feeling guilty and afraid of being discovered. She stood at the door of the room, letting out a sigh before gently turning the doorknob. But to her surprise… It was locked.

Zayla stared at the closed door in disbelief. He had locked it? After meeting his parents and changing his name to theirs, had he really become so well-behaved?

Not only had he not picked the lock or slipped through the door, but he had even taken the initiative to lock it. He wasn’t as self-aware even when he was grounded. Hadn’t he posted on social media that he was suffering from insomnia? Why was there no movement now?

Zayla was puzzled and assumed that he had fallen asleep. It was good that he wasn’t suffering from insomnia anymore. Holding her pillow, she planned to go back. The moment she turned around… at she There was a click.