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

me here. Please.”

He didn’t care about me at

rag

of glass. The pain and

my clothes. I tightened the torn clothing on me and walked out

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

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

and saw what had happened earlier

with a smile.

and ran outside

you running? Stop with the innocent act.

Chapter 11

that rich guy. It

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

2/2

scoffed, “Everyone out there is drunk. If you go out like this, don’t expect to leave in one piece. Why not let me have some fun?”

drunk people outside the

in the world would those

leave me alone here, but he

hastened as I pushed the waiter

waiter was

leaving the club, I was blocked by other people

while waiting for them to rescue me, I woke

didn’t love him

wanted to

to