Revenge After Death

Chapter 113

After my breakdown, I oddly started feeling more at ease. Honestly, the old me, Stephanie, was long

gone.

I wasn’t Stephanie anymore. Michael wouldn’t have a say in my life any longer.

I had already dealt with the nightmares he caused and squared things away from past favors.

I was free from owing him anything. If anything, he owed me a life–the life of the child who used to grow inside me.

As I was leaving, my phone started ringing. It was Rachel calling.

“Stephany, the police have managed to restore Stephie’s phone. We’ve retrieved the last recorded call from her.”

Before heading to Sunset Alley, I took the precaution of recording all my conversations with Yasmin. It turned out to be a rather clever move.

I didn’t trust Yasmin. Ever since she falsely accused me of pushing her down the stairs, trust was out the window. Fortunately, I had those recordings.

“I’ve already informed Michael. Do you want to come over and listen?” Rachel asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be on my way. I want to see the look on Michael’s face.” I practically gritted my teeth, showing just how much I loathed him.

him, thinking he could be my savior in death. Now, I couldn’t stand

stomach ache and has gone to the hospital. It would’ve been quite a show if she

probably had the biggest

knows whether she really has a stomach ache

important. Just

I grinned at Steven after ending

a moment and awkwardly asked, “Do you… still hate him?”

knew he was talking about Michael. How could I possibly

do,” I answered honestly.

He slowly let go of my hand and looked out the

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out the reason behind his reaction.

I

the car window and said,

doesn’t deserve you.”

Was he

“Okay.”

had figured out who I was. At most,

dismissive response, he appeared irritated.

disgruntled. He was like a big dog that had been provoked.

Steven. He claimed to be