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 dirty thing

leave me here.

and left the room quickly. He didn’t

of abandoned rag that was

and stepped on shards of

torn clothing

outside the club. Yet Michael didn’t

much for a night? You look like you like

door and saw what had happened earlier kept asking

with a smile.

say anything and ran outside

me and teased, “Why are you running? Stop with

Chapter 11

that rich guy. It

stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch

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

drunk people outside the club.

those men let me go?

was dangerous to leave me alone here, but he still left without

as I pushed the waiter away. Then, I ran outside while

waiter was right.

I was blocked by other people

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

didn’t love him

wanted to live.

to escape.