Chapter 13

Nanette looked at Sterling in confusion, unable to understand what this crazy man wanted to do next.

Sterling suddenly stood up and took long strides until he was right in front of her.

He wrapped his arm around Nanette's waist, pulling her closer. He leaned down to whisper in her ear with a cold smirk on his face, "Your husband rises from the dead every day and sleeps beside you at night. Do you think his haunting will leave an effect on you?"

At that moment, Nanette realized Marley must have told Steven what she said in the morning.

Since Steven and Sterling were as thick as thieves, it was no surprise that he would inform Sterling.

Keeping her composure, she met Sterling's dark, deep gaze and gave a small smile. "Does it really matter if I only see my husband a few times a year? What's the difference between having him and not having him?"

Sterling's eyes narrowed as he looked at her. "Nanette, you're becoming increasingly interesting."

As he spoke, he tilted her chin and lowe