Revenge After Death

Chapter 140

Ewan fell silent. He checked the time and asked, “Would you like to learn more about Mr. Lincoln? After all, you’re now his wife.

Ewan wanted to provide me with more insights into Steven.

I looked up in tears. “Okay.”

Ewan remained silent as he led me to the abandoned orphanage.

“When Mr. Lincoln was 19 years old, Mr. Lincoln Senior intended for him to pursue his Ph.D. abroad. But that day, a fire broke out at the orphanage. Someone deliberately locked him and Simeon in a room, trapping them inside. If we hadn’t arrived in time, Mr. Lincoln would have perished as well.

The orphanage instilled a deep fear in me because I died here.

Fortunately, Ewan took me to the east wing of the orphanage.

“Maybe the culprit just wanted to frighten Steven and Simeon, but things spiraled out of control with the fire. The whole dormitory burned down. 19 kids perished that year, except for Steven and Simeon, who were older. The others were just seven or eight years old.”

I knew Steven and Simeon had returned to the orphanage for some annual event, where children around their age who hadn’t been adopted would gather for a ceremony.

Those who perished were the younger ones who hadn’t found a home.

we found them trapped in the burning room,” Ewan said as he pushed open the now

at the doorway

with fear for

desolate, with only a bed frame blackened

the claw marks from the children’s struggle in the fire were still

visible.

in fear as I shakily crouched on the

pain and despair Steven and Simeon endured while trapped in

room.

hear their screams of agony and feel their despair as their bodies were

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were engulfed by the suffocating smoke. The marks on the wall seemed to narrate their

didn’t you find them sooner?” I choked out,

tragedy. Along with the orphanage fire, Mr. Andy, his wife, and children died in a car accident. Mr. Lincoln Senior was devastated, and the entire family was engulfed in sorrow.

croaked, and tears started

Lincoln woke up, he went insane. He hurried back to the orphanage and refused to listen to anyone who tried to persuade him to leave. He insisted on waiting for someone there, saying he had been asked to do

continued, “It was simply a post–trauma response. With patience and family support, he could have gotten better. But Mr. Andy’s death led to Mr. Lincoln