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 was drunk.t

me

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

piece of abandoned rag that was

shards of glass. The

numb, I tidied my clothes. I tightened the torn

the club. Yet Michael

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

the door and saw what had happened earlier kept asking

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and ran outside frantically.

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

Chapter 11

with that rich guy. It

stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch me, or I’ll call the

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waiter scoffed, “Everyone out there is drunk. If you go out like this, don’t expect

many drunk people outside the club.

the world would those men let me

it was dangerous to leave me

the waiter away. Then, I ran

the waiter

leaving the club, I was blocked by other people

while

love him

to

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