Revenge After Death

Chapter 11

“I didn’t. How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me? I didn’t push her…”

Without any proof, Michael would only believe Yasmin’s words. He trusted her unconditionally.

As for me? I was nothing but a piece of trash.

“Stephanie, you really deserve to die.”

That was the sentence that he said to me the most.

That day, he didn’t let me go until the end. He wanted me in the private room because he wanted to

humiliate me.

“Stephanie, do you know how much they pay for a waitress to keep their clients company? 800…”

‘Stephanie, you can’t even compare to the waitresses here.”

“Stephanie, should I have let them get it on with you earlier?”

I lay on the couch numbly. It felt like my whole body was torn to pieces.

“Michael, please let me go…”

I had already forgotten how long he tortured me.

He finally let me go when he almost sobered up. Then, he tidied himself up while feeling disgusted.

He was always well–dressed. Meanwhile, he didn’t care if my clothes were torn into pieces by him.

didn’t even spare me an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while he was

me

He

abandoned rag that was thrown to the ground.

of glass. The pain

clothes. I tightened the torn clothing on me and walked out in despair.

still raining heavily outside the club. Yet Michael didn’t wait

night? You look like

who opened the door and saw what had

with a smile.

and ran

me and teased, “Why are you running? Stop with the innocent act. Look at the

Chapter 11

with that rich guy. It won’t make a difference if

nervously. “Don’t touch me, or I’ll call the

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you go out like this, don’t expect to leave in one piece. Why not let

were many drunk people

would those

knew it was dangerous to leave me alone here, but he

as I pushed the waiter away. Then,

the waiter was

the club, I was blocked by other people

police. As I cried while waiting for them to

didn’t love him anymore.

to live.

to