Chapter 221

“He ran away?” I asked with furrowed brows. I had no idea what Michael was up to now.

“Did he come looking for you?” Rachel asked.

“No, I’m currently…” I was staying in a villa Steven had rented. There was no way Michael could find his way here. I began to wonder if he had gone to the Lincoln residence instead.

“Could he have gone to the Lincoln residence?” I asked. I sat up suddenly and got out of bed to put my shoes on.

“He’d better not drop dead at the Lincoln residence’s doorstep. He’ll bring nothing but bad- luck.”

After hanging up the call, Rachel and I rushed to the Lincoln residence.

Sure enough, we saw Michael at the Lincoln residence’s entrance. He could barely stand at this point.

What was wrong with him? Why couldn’t he just stay in the hospital and recover from his injuries properly? Why did he want to see me so desperately?

Michael’s face was pale and devoid of all color. By the time he saw me, he could no longer stand on his own and had to lean against the wall for support. “Stephie….

Did he just call me Stephie again?

This psycho was looking for my past self again.

“Michael Ford,

toward me. Suddenly, he hugged me tightly and said,

pushed him away, acting as if he had just electrocuted me. I glared at him angrily and

steady on his feet, so he fell to the ground. The

was Stephanie Carlson. I figured

person,” I said in a deep

you’re Stephie. When I was dying, I saw Stephanie,”

as if he

taken aback to hear that. I suddenly panicked and

did he say he saw?

disbelief. Everything that

him.

that the

Stephanie hadn’t died and that her

body.

a deep breath and glanced around

been a dream, but at least let me do something

hoarse when he

was Stephanie or not, it was clear that Michael

guilt toward

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