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.

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

me here.

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

rag that was thrown to the ground.

of glass. The pain and blood sobered me up.

clothes. I tightened the torn clothing

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

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

what had

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and ran outside frantically.

me and teased, “Why are you running?

Chapter 11

that rich guy. It won’t make

terrified, and I stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch me, or I’ll call the police…”

2/2

If you go out like this, don’t expect to leave in

were many drunk people outside

would those men let me

to leave me

breath hastened as I pushed the waiter away.

waiter was

the club, I was blocked by

as I called the police. As I cried while waiting

didn’t love

to

to