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.

an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while he was drunk.t

me here. Please.”

left the room quickly. He

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

of glass. The pain and blood sobered me

clothes. I tightened the torn clothing

still raining heavily outside the club. Yet Michael didn’t wait for me,

a night? You look like you like it rough.”

opened the door and saw what had happened

with a smile.

say anything and ran

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

Chapter 11

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

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

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this, don’t expect to leave in one piece. Why

many drunk people outside the

in the world would those

me alone here, but he

pushed the waiter away. Then,

the waiter

I was blocked by

police. As I cried while waiting for them to rescue me, I

didn’t love him

wanted to live.

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