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.

fence into the yard and quietly opened the door

and I dashed

a tall and slender man who was munching on fast food was

seemed relaxed, as if he had been expecting us. “What do you want?” he asked.

a suspect in a murder case. Please

Chapter 173

2/1

man silently

his face was burned, which made

cold

Zion, the man looked at me with a murderous gaze.

my spine, so I quickly stepped

shielding me with his body. However, I

his

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

divorce him,” Michael said as he firmly gripped my

wrist.

seemed that he had made up his

you out

as Stephanie Carlson, can you? Do you think that you can absolve your guilt toward Stephanie by projecting it onto me? You

head in silence.

as I could, but I was

out of the courtyard, refusing to let go despite my

“Michael!” I shouted.

I was thrown into his car and

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

torture me