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.

me an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while he

me

and left the room quickly. He didn’t care about

rag that was thrown to the

slowly got up and stepped on shards of

the torn clothing on me and walked out in despair.

the club. Yet Michael didn’t

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

what had happened earlier kept

with a smile.

say anything and

running? Stop with

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

nervously. “Don’t touch

2/2

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

many drunk people outside

world would those men let

me alone here, but he

waiter away. Then, I ran

the waiter was

was blocked by other people

while waiting for them to rescue me, I woke up entirely.

love him anymore.

to

to escape.