Revenge After Death

Chapter 89

1 glanced around cautiously and reached out to pull Rachel close to me.

“Anyone there?” Rachel whispered, her gaze fixed on the alley.

I shook my head and focused on the figure not far down the alley.

Sensing our gaze, the figure swiftly disappeared.

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Glancing at Steven, I noticed the lingering hostility in his eyes as he stood in the dim alley, resembling Satan emerging from hell.

I cautiously called out, “Hey, Steve?”

He turned to look at me.

I could see the hostility in his eyes fading away quickly, replaced by an innocent look as he said, ” Stephie, I feel dizzy.”

Then he collapsed onto me. His towering six–foot frame sprawled over mine.

I barely had a chance to resist. I could only let him rest on me.

“He looks skinny but weighs a lot,” Rachel remarked as she helped me support Steven, guiding him to the roadside.

entire weight bearing down on

muttered, “Why is he

cab, and together we helped Steven into

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to the Lincoln residence first,” I whispered, urging Rachel to follow

curious to learn more about

Steven leaned against me. His forehead

his forehead

he wasn’t the murderer, nor an accomplice, what kind of relationship did he

Rachel whispered. “Is he truly your husband?

asked softly and pointed

she meant Steven had mental illness.

you know, perform normally in

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caught me off guard. Indeed, she was still the Rachel I knew, always

about such matters.

is my husband, and well…it’s complicated.” I rubbed my temples and pondered how to explain

I was suddenly married? And

he can handle it… “He’s pretty normal, just has

just a pretty face, you know? God gave him looks but skimped on

genius.” I instinctively defended Steven. “He got into the college’s genius program when he was barely a