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.

didn’t even spare me an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching

leave me

quickly. He didn’t care about

a piece of abandoned rag that was thrown

stepped on shards of glass. The pain and blood sobered me up.

I tidied my clothes. I tightened the torn clothing

the club. Yet Michael

much for a night? You

what had happened earlier kept asking

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and

are you running?

Chapter 11

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

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

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

many drunk people

the world would those men let me go?

dangerous to leave me alone here, but he still left

as I pushed the waiter away.

the waiter was right.

the club, I was blocked by other people

as I called the police. As I cried while

didn’t love

wanted to live.

had to escape.