His Domineering Lover

By the time Thirza and Serena reached the age to go to elementary school, Tracey and Adam decided to take them back home.

Thirza was unwilling to go back. In the end, she finally persuaded Tracey and could stay in Country S with Steve.

Thirza was brought up by Steve since she was a child. It was normal that she preferred Steve. After Thirza's persistent convincing, Tracey left her in Country S.

After sending off Tracey and Adam, Thirza's face fell.

"What's wrong, Thirza?"

"Steve, I miss Mommy and sister."

Steve said helplessly, "Well, you were the one who insisted on staying. How about this, you live with me for a while and if you still don't like it here, I can totally send you back." "Alright, Steve, I want to eat spaghetti for dinner."

"Okay, let's go to the supermarket to buy it now." Steve got on the car with her in his arms.

"Steve, I want to sit in the passenger seat." "You are too young for that, little girl. You are gonna have to make peace with your child's safety seat."

Thirza pouted her mouth. "Hum, I'm not a child."

Steve found her words both childish and funny.

When she arrived at Steve's house, she found that it was very different from the past. Knowing that she would come, he specially prepared a room and bed for her, as well as all kinds of toys she liked. Thirza soon forgot about the separation with Tracey and got used to it in Steve's house.

In the evening, Steve gently read her the bedtime story, and when he saw the little girl grabbing his clothes, his expression became a little softer.

With Thirza around, his days became more interesting. Although he had to be a father and a mother every day, he still enjoyed it.

He didn't go to work until Thirza was sent to school every day, and he would pick her up after work.

He didn't like to have other people at home so he didn't hire a nanny. He even learned to cook for Thirza.

The thing that Thirza anticipated the most every day was the end of school because it meant she would soon see Steve.

"Steve, what shall we eat tonight?"

"There's a cook coming over and I told her to make some of your favorite dishes," Steve said gently.

Thirza's expression froze for a moment. "Cook? I thought you didn't like having people in the house."

"Not really a cook, actually. It's a friend that your mother introduced to me. She wanted me to see if I like her and if I do, we might as well live together and take care of you." "Live together like mommy and daddy do?"

"Yes, we might just do that." Steve actually didn't have much feelings about these things anymore.

He used to love Tracey very much, and then that kind of love turned into affection. He never met a woman he was interested in again.

Maybe his whole life would be like this. He would like to make do with someone who was pleasing to the eye. Occasionally, he would also have this kind of thought. "Then... will you kiss this 'cook' the way daddy kisses mommy?"

Steve did not understand why she would ask this question, and it was difficult for him to answer for a moment. "Kid, this is not your business. Alright, we are home." When the door opened, a woman in a white dress appeared. She was wearing an apron and had a very amiable smile.

"You are back, welcome."

"Nice to meet you, auntie." Thirza greeted her sweetly.

"Good girl, Thirza. She looks really like Tracey. I especially asked your mommy what you like to eat. But I'm not sure I cooked all of the dishes exactly the way you like them." Steve said politely, "It won't matter."

"Steve, the teacher at school has given us a science project to finish at home today. Do you wanna join me?"

"Sure."

Thirza pulled Steve into her room.

"Dinner's ready, come and chow!"

"Sorry to trouble you." Steve's tone was neither cold nor indifferent. He glanced at the woman in front of him who was deliberately dotted up like Tracey.

If it weren't for Tracey's introduction, he wouldn't have let her enter the house. There was no one in the world who could replace Tracey, and he didn't want to marry a substitute either. .NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

"It was no trouble at all. Thirza, can I take you to wash your hands?" "Thank you, auntie. But I'd like Steve to take me." Steve was used to it. He went to the bathroom with Thirza in his arms and ignored the expression of the woman behind him.

"Steve, do you like that lady? What's her name again?" She asked suddenly while washing her hands.

"I don't like her. And her name's Robles." Steve said with certainty.

"Then, if you don't like her, why do you let her come here?"

"I had to try, didn't I? And there's no such thing as love at first sight. I have get married sooner or later

so I think I might just give I time."

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Steve did not know if he was psychologically ill as Tracey had said. But this time, he decided to give it a shot.

Not only for himself but also for Thirza. Although he had learned a lot of things, a girl would need a mother in her life for a lot of things

"Steve, can't you wait for me to grow up and marry you?"

Steve chuckled. "What are you thinking about, little girl? When you grow up, I'll be old."

"I'm going to marry you even if you're old," Thirza

said with a pout.

"Alright then, we'll bring it up again when you finish growing up, shall we? Let's eat first, okay?" Steve did not take her words seriously at all. After washing up their hands, Thirza spread out her hands, which meant she wanted Steve to hold her.

However, it had been quite a while since Thirza did that. She said that she was a big girl now.

Steve held her in his arms and went back to the living room. The dining table was already full of all kinds of delicious dishes.

Robles said that she couldn't cook very well and it turned out, apparently, a modest way to put it.

The meal was ready, and the chopsticks and bowls were neatly arranged.

"Thirza, have a taste."

"Okay." Thirza sweetly smiled and sat on the chair and said, "I want that."

Steve picked up some food for her and Thirza took a bite. "Phew, it's so salty. Are you trying to kill me?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'll add less salt to the dishes next time."

Steve quickly scooped her a bowl of soup and said, "Take a sip of soup."

"It's so hot. It's hot."

Steve panicked and didn't know what to do. In a hurry, he said, "I'll get you some water."

"Let me do it."

"Blow some air on it, Steve," Thirza said.

Steve hurriedly blew on her lips and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that the soup is still hot."

"Thirza, take a sip of the cold water."

"It's not hot anymore." Thirza didn't take the water.

Steve saw her tears welling up in her eyes and said, "Wait for it to cool down, alright?"

"My tongue is burnt and I can't eat anything."

"Then eat later. I'll get some fruit for you."

"Okay, I want to eat kiwi."

"I'll peel it for you."

"Steve, you're the best."

Robles was stunned. She had long heard that Steve was very kind to this child, but... Wasn't this a little too much?