Revenge After Death

Chapter 39

I looked down at Michael with a mocking smile

“Michael, I’m dead. Shouldn’t you be happy? Who are you putting an act for? It’s because of you that

I’m dead!”

“Alright, Mr. Ford. There’s nothing you can do here. You’d better go back and wait for our call,” said Zion, somewhat disapproving of Michael.

He probably couldn’t stand his contradictory attitudes.

“Michael Ford, you’re really disgusting!” Rachel suddenly shouted, still very agitated. She pointed at him and cursed, “Aren’t you getting married soon? Go back and marry your Yasmin!”

I stood beside Rachel and looked at Michael with indifference. At this point, I no longer had the strength to hate him. I was just Yasmin’s scapegoat. I shielded Michael’s beloved woman from the disaster of slaughter.

With this… I had paid off all my debt to him, even the life I owed him.

Michael remained rooted to the ground. Apparently, he already believed that something had happened to me.

As Rachel returned the coat to Zion and retrieved an envelope from her bag, she said, “Michael, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to give this to you before because I didn’t think you and Yasmin deserved Stephie’s blessing…‘

As she spoke, her voice choked up. I wanted to wipe her tears and hug her, but I couldn’t.

“Three months ago, Stephie found me and said she had applied for an opportunity to study abroad. She asked me to keep it a secret…” she continued while trembling all over.

that I wouldn’t have died here if I had

time. Every moment of her life, she was thinking about leaving you, and

mocked him.

is truly pathetic.

Michael interrupted with a frown, clearly not wanting

you! That day, Stephie told me that repaying the money

envelope to Michael and continued, “All these years, she has been working non–stop, from

herself, she tried so hard not to

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save money to repay

took out a card from her

wedding gift for you. She said it’s not much, but it represents her sincerity because she sincerely. wishes you and Yasmin…”

she spoke, tears couldn’t help but

well. I had hoped

“Enough…” Michael uttered.

didn’t even want

Every day, she had to go to Richmond Hill to tutor the children of the wealthy.

store. She could only sleep for a maximum

to gather this ten thousand dollars for you. She

of

dollars in this card. Stephie’s been saving this money for four whole years, ever since her parents passed away. She said she’d