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.

he felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like

don’t leave me here. Please.”

He didn’t care

was like a piece of abandoned rag that was

on shards of glass. The

torn clothing on me and

outside the club. Yet

new here? How much for a night? You look like you like it

door and saw what had happened earlier

with a smile.

and ran outside frantically.

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

Chapter 11

fun with that rich guy. It

was terrified, and I stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch me, or

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

many drunk people

would those men let

leave me alone here, but

breath hastened as I pushed the waiter away. Then, I ran

the waiter was right.

the club, I was blocked by

called the police. As I cried while waiting for them to rescue me, I woke up

love him anymore.

to

had to escape.