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.

spare me an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching a

me here.

quickly. He didn’t care about me

was like a piece of abandoned rag that was thrown to the ground.

stepped on shards of glass. The pain and blood sobered

tightened the torn clothing

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

you new here? How much for a night? You look like you like it rough.”

opened the door and saw what had happened earlier kept asking how

with a smile.

say anything and

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

Chapter 11

guy. It

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

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this, don’t

people outside the

in the world would those men let me go?

clearly knew it was dangerous to leave me alone here, but he

the waiter away. Then,

waiter

leaving the club, I was blocked by

As I cried while waiting for them

didn’t love him

wanted to live.

to escape.