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.

because he felt disgusted for touching a

don’t leave me here.

left the room quickly. He didn’t

like a piece of abandoned rag that was thrown to the ground.

slowly got up and stepped on shards of

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

raining heavily outside the club. Yet Michael

much for a night? You look like

who opened the door and saw what had happened earlier kept

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and

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

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

nervously. “Don’t touch me,

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go out like this, don’t expect to leave in one piece.

many drunk people outside

the world would those men let me go?

to leave me alone here, but he still left

the waiter away.

the waiter was

blocked by

trembled as I called the police. As I cried while waiting for

love him anymore.

wanted to live.

had to escape.