Revenge After Death

Chapter 56

Steven immediately climbed onto the bed, laying on the edge. He seemed very energetic and kept

staring at me.

“Aren’t you going to sleep?” I was frightened by his stare. The trauma of my previous life before my death shrouded me.

Although I had accepted the fact that I had been reborn, it was difficult for me to sleep with the

murderer.

“Stephie, they won’t let you out unless you’re pregnant.”

He said seriously, “They come and watch us every 24 hours. And the meals we eat… all have aphrodisiacs.”

Upon hearing that, I sat up abruptly and tried to spit out what I had eaten. “You should’ve told me that earlier!”

“It’s useless. The fragrance in the air will make us horny too…”

Steven smiled sarcastically. I wondered if it was my illusion. At that moment, I felt a sense of strong coldness from him.

“Have you never thought about resisting? Even when they’re doing this to you?” I asked tentatively. Was it because he was hurt and tortured by the Lincoln family that his mind distorted? Was that the reason which caused him to commit those murders?

He looked into the distance and said in a low voice, “I never thought that… I’d lose something I wanted to protect. But now, I want to resist.”

I couldn’t understand it, but I seemed to recall some memories from the deepest parts of my mind.

want to do?” He looked back

leave. I

the murderer. I wanted Yasmin to get retribution. I even wanted.to see

repent.

can “Stephie, as long as you don’t lie

want.” Steven looked

me…”

felt a little guilty for no reason. “Okay.”

He smiled innocently.

get the scars on your body?” I pretended to

turned his back on me, only

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looked at his back quietly. It turned out that when he became silent, his body could also express his

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back, I felt his loneliness and helplessness. I subconsciously wanted to reach out to comfort him, but I was soon shocked by my own thoughts.

I shouldn’t be deceived by this monster even though he

into a deep sleep. As Steven said, the fragrance in the room smelled of lust

made me hot.

the heat and kicked the blanket irritably, forgetting that I was

dangerous person.

but I kicked

breathing was hot, as

took a glass of cold water and splashed it on