Revenge After Death

Chapter 33

The ambulance arrived and whisked Yasmin away

I watched as Michael anxiously lifted Yasmin into his arms. He even glared at me fiercely.

Everyone present bore witness to me pushing Yasmin down the stairs. Even the servants from Ford family sided with them.

At that moment, I was in a daze. I even started doubting if it was me who pushed Yasmin down the stairs.

Once again, I fell into the trap of self–incrimination.

I didn’t know how to explain myself. It seemed wrong to explain myself, but not explaining myself was also wrong. I curled up under the stairs and waited for a very long time.

Finally, Michael returned at dawn.

I stood up with bloodshot eyes and choked out, “Michael, it wasn’t me.”

There was a resounding slap as he struck me. My ears rang intensely…

My nose bled, and my hearing was muffled. I probably had a ruptured eardrum. He put a lot of force into that slap.

“Do you know that Yasmin’s sister wanted to call the police? You had deliberately hurt her!” he yelled.

He then dragged me up from the ground and forcefully pulled me into the study.

spoiled you to the point where you dare to do something illegal?” he roared.

“What’s next? Do you plan on killing someone?”

my face and looked at Michael, desperately wishing he would believe me. I cried and pleaded, shaking

me,” I said,

wasn’t me,” I explained desperately, nearly getting on my

not believe me.

push Yasmin down the stairs! Yet you still want to

sank at

think that Jack would stand up for me? After all, they were the ones who spread rumors about me to

when she wakes

he wanted to send me to prison. It scared me. I

desperately and studied

having it

me my

her!” I stared at him fearfully. My breathing was

found the courage to push him aside. I then desperately fled the Ford home.

from this place I once thought was paradise but

and hid in a dark alley for a long time. I was terrified. At that moment, I felt utterly

did not remember when I fell asleep. Nor did I recall who placed a worn but clean blanket over me. was not sure who

someone had left me a lollipop

past, when my parents were still alive, I would frequently throw tantrums and run away from home. Every time I woke up, there would be a lollipop by my

you?” I mumbled as

the person who always