Chapter 966 A Nightmare (1/2)

Hearing Steven's words, Carla nearly choked, almost swallowing the whole cube of sugar in her mouth. She couldn't help feeling awkward.

So she scolded herself inwardly to calm down. Then she racked her brain to think of discreet ways to discourage Steven from staying in her room.

”That's not a good idea, Steven. Actually, I always snore pretty loud when I'm in deep sleep. I don't want you to laugh at me. It is best that you go back to your room,”

Carla began, casually saying it to him. She could only think that her reason for exposing her shortcomings to Steven was the perfect yet discreet way to dissuade him.

At any rate, Carla was telling the truth. Whenever she went to bed tired, she did occasionally snore.

”I know that,”

Steven countered as he gently waved his hand, completely dismissing her words. He then calmly made his way to the other side of the room before settling himself down on a soft chair.

Carla was astounded by his resolute response. She squeezed out a cough, feeling quite embarrassed. Her gaze followed his every move, then abruptly she demanded, ”You know? When? When did I snore?”

”When you were sleeping in the daytime. But it wasn't that loud,”

Steven replied rather offhandedly, not even looking up to meet her gaze. He merely busied himself reaching out for a book and soon began reading it leisurely, seemingly unconcerned about the whole snoring thing.

Carla cleared her throat. Thinking that her excellent image was now tainted with imperfection. She wished she could dig a hole in a snap of a finger and swiftly jump into it. However, she felt slightly better, knowing that Steven seemed not to mind it. Otherwise, he wouldn't insist on staying in the room.

She quickly rubbed her nose as she rolled her eyes at him, trying to shake off that uncomfortable feeling. Then she continued staring at his relaxed demeanor.

Subconsciously, she remembered that Violet had told her of several types of women that men hated the most. But she couldn't remember them one by one anymore.

”Hey, Steven, come here and look at Sally's photo. She is so adorable! You remember my daughter, Sally?”

Carla called out to him after a moment's reflection. She sat cross-legged on the bed while browsing through the photos in the phone that she was holding.

Steven purposely put down the book in his hand before helping himself out of the chair and casually walked over to her. ”Of course I remember her! Sally is getting more and more beautiful. Her eyes look just like yours, and she has grown much taller.

Where is Adonis's photo? Let me have a look at his photo, too.”

Carla was stunned for a brief moment before she regained her composure. She opted not to think much, but she swiftly searched for her son's photo and promptly tapped on it.

Suddenly, Steven directly took the phone from her hand instead and stared at the screen.