Revenge After Death

Chapter 92

Steven was very cautious, repeating not to lie to him.

I knew he hadn’t fully trusted me yet. He wouldn’t tell me now if I asked.

“Let’s go, time for bed.” I led Steven into his room, gave him his medicine, and changed the bandages. on his hands and feet.

As I unwrapped the gauze from his feet, the blood–soaked wounds were shocking.

I furrowed my brow, feeling tense. The sight of those wounds alone made me ache.

“How did

you get these?” I asked softly, carefully rinsing his wounds with saline solution, fearing they might worsen. “Starting tomorrow, you’ll be in a wheelchair and you’re not allowed to walk. Understand?”

Steven looked at me and nodded obediently. He behaved well when he wasn’t acting crazy, but when he did, I got scared.

“They wouldn’t let me escape. They intentionally made me step on burning coals…” Steven spoke softly, his voice hoarse, lacking much emotion.

He wasn’t afraid or terrified, but there was a sense of emotional emptiness about him.

and Ignatius. They would stop at nothing to prevent Steven

I muttered, unable to find words to describe James‘

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it hurt?” I gently washed the

Even in this

devoid of sensation. He

his feet, I tended to the wounds on his hands.

they could trap him by immobilizing

in doing so, they completely destroyed a genius.

Steven looked at me and

first aid kit, and looked up at him.

dead?” He

was

It

Steven replied.

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looked at Steven in shock, It took me a long time to regain

wasn’t the

I thought he was joking. But this time, I felt a