Revenge After Death

Chapter 173

Michael’s bloodshot eyes made it seem as if he wanted to kill someone.

I shoved him hard and snarled at him as my breath quickened. “You have no right to say that! Didn’t she die because of you? Weren’t you the one who asked her to lure away the killer? And if she hadn’t died, would you have let her give birth to that baby?”

“I would’ve!” Michael’s fist crashed into the trash can behind me.

The trash can toppled with a clatter, and we both fell silent.

Then, we glanced nervously toward the courtyard, fearing that the man might have heard the commotion.

But when a scavenger approached to collect the trash, we both sighed in relief.

“I would have married her,” Michael said in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

It sounded like he was telling me this, or perhaps he was just mumbling it to himself.

“Do you believe in ghosts?” Michael asked with a self–mocking tone.

I didn’t answer.

“I think I saw her the other day…” he said.

I had no idea which day he was referring to, but it wasn’t like I cared anyway.

Shortly after, Zion arrived with Phil and a handful of plainclothes officers to avoid

drawing unwanted attention.

the fence into the yard and quietly opened the door

I dashed

slender man who was munching on fast food was now pressed up against the couch

lounged against the couch and seemed relaxed, as if he had been expecting us. “What do you want?” he asked.

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silently

a tall man, but half of his face was burned,

was cold and dark

with Zion, the man looked at me with

run down my spine, so I quickly

frowned and pulled me behind him, shielding me

his

man left with Zion, I said in a low voice, “I guess that’s it.

Steven, divorce him,” Michael said as

wrist.

shake off his hand again. Yet, it seemed that he had made up his mind to force me to leave

out of

to stop seeing me as Stephanie Carlson, can you? Do you think that you

head

go of me!” I struggled as hard as I could, but I was no match for his

me out of the courtyard, refusing to let go

“Michael!” I shouted.

moment, I was thrown into

started to panic. It felt like I was reliving the nightmares of my previous

would coldly and heartlessly torture me all over