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

you plan on

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

wasn’t me. It truly wasn’t me,” I said, but he did not believe

her. It truly wasn’t me,” I explained desperately, nearly getting on my knees as I begged

did not

saw you push Yasmin down the stairs! Yet you

sank at his words.

me? After all, they were the ones who spread rumors about me to ruin my

Yas doesn’t forgive you when she wakes

wanted to send me to prison. It scared me. I was unwilling to accept that.

the death of my parents, I worked desperately and studied hard. My hard work was what gave

to accept having it destroyed in

me my

I didn’t push her!”

courage to push him aside. I then desperately

was paradise but

long time. I was terrified. At that moment, I felt

over me. was not sure who left a

was not the first time someone had left me a lollipop while I was alone

alive, I would frequently throw tantrums and run away from home.

I mumbled as I looked around.

was the person who always silently watched over me?