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.

felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while he

leave me

He didn’t

like a piece of abandoned rag that was thrown to the

of glass.

my clothes. I tightened the torn clothing on me and walked

still raining heavily outside the club.

much for a night? You look like you like

opened the door and saw what had happened earlier kept asking how much I

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and ran

are you running? Stop with the innocent act. Look

Chapter 11

in after having fun with that rich guy. It won’t make

I stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch

2/2

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

people outside the club.

would those men let me go?

knew it was dangerous to leave me alone here, but he still left without hesitation.

the waiter away. Then, I ran outside while crying.

waiter was

blocked by other people in

while waiting

love him

to live.

to escape.