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.

felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while he was

me here.

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

a piece of abandoned rag

shards of glass. The pain

my clothes. I tightened the torn clothing

club. Yet Michael didn’t wait for me,

How much for a night?

what had happened earlier kept asking how much I

with a smile.

anything and ran outside frantically.

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

Chapter 11

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

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

2/2

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

people outside

in the world would those men let me go?

it was dangerous to leave me alone here,

I pushed the waiter away.

the waiter was

club, I was blocked by

As I cried while waiting for them to rescue

didn’t love

wanted to live.

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