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

don’t leave me here.

turned and left the room quickly. He didn’t

a piece of abandoned rag that

and stepped on shards of glass. The pain and

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

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

much for a night?

saw what had happened earlier kept asking how much I

with a smile.

didn’t say anything and ran

running? Stop with the innocent act. Look at

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that rich guy. It

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

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this, don’t expect to leave in one piece. Why not let me

drunk people outside

the world would those men let

was dangerous to leave me alone here, but

I pushed the waiter away. Then, I

the waiter was

was blocked by other people in

police. As I cried while waiting

love him

to live.

had to escape.