Chapter 9
The moment the words fell, there was silence on the other end of the phone.
Then...
A stern female voice sounded, "Stephanie! Enough is enough! Even if you saved someone, you shouldn't make them promise to marry you! Do you even remember you're a girl?!" Sebastian laughed after hearing that.
After hanging up the phone, his mood inexplicably improved. The grudge of being scolded as ugly and old was effortlessly avenged.
Stephanie's mom grabbed her wrist and spanked her butt a few times until she finally calmed down.
"Mom! It's not like that... He's just making things up... I didn't force him, he said he'd marry me on his own!" Said Stephanie.
"On his own?" Said Marilyn.
"Yes, he said it himself; he's going to take responsibility for me!" Said Stephanie.
Responsibility...
Under what circumstances would a man promise to take responsibility for a woman?
After that incident, Morton once said he would take responsibility for her too.
Thinking about this, Marilyn's vision went black and she nearly fainted from anger.
"Mom! Don't scare me!" Stephanie shouted.
Marilyn laid on the bed, tears streaming down from her hollow eyes, "Just leave... I don't want to see you right now."
"Mom..." Said Stephanie.
"Go!" Marilyn snapped.
Stephanie knew that when her mom made up her mind about something, there was no room for explanation.
Well, the doctor said she shouldn't get angry, so just give her some time to figure it out slowly.
But Sebastian, that old pervert... He was done for!!
She greeted the nurse and asked her to take care of her mom and arranged for two bodyguards to guard the door. Then, Stephanie went to work.
She worked as a security at a bar called "Lotus Pond in Moonlight" in the city.
Most of the bar patrons loved
nightlife, so most employees worked
night shifts. As the security team
captain, her usual work hours were from 6 PM until 2 AM.
Last night, she happened to save Sebastian on her way home from work after 2 AM.
Arriving at work, Stephanie changed into her security uniform - a black suit with black high heels, her hair pulled back in a tight bun.
She put some makeup on her face, turning her large eyes smaller. Her features twisted, making her face look dull and aged.
Then she picked up the walkie-talkie and began her work with satisfaction.
As she passed by a private room, she saw a familiar face and stopped in her tracks.
Sebastian!
Unbelievable!
Instead of going home to sleep at night, he came to a nightclub to have fun!
Did he even remember that he got her kicked out of the hospital earlier?!
Her eyes narrowed, and she walked over to the room. She said to the waiter outside, "Hank, you see that guy in there?"
Hank, an attractive-looking young
man around 18, looked seriously certain direction and said, "Yeab,
aContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
what.. Are you interested in him, Stephanie?"
"What?! I have no interest in him at all! What are you thinking!" Snapped Stephanie.
"Then, Stephanie, what do you want to do?" Asked Hank.
"Nothing, just that this guy has a bit of a problem with me. Later, if he goes to the bathroom or wants to leave, just let me know." Said Stephanie.
"What's in it for me?" Asked Hank.
Stephanie quickly slapped him and said, "What are you still asking for? Have: you forgotten who hit that bald guy Over the head with a beer bottle for you last time?"
Hank smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, Stephanie. I'll let you know later."
Stephanie glared at him and continued her patrol.
Soon afterwards, the walkie-talkie sounded.
"There's an issue in room 5!"