Revenge After Death

Chapter 250

Yasmin gnashed her teeth, then continued, “I’m sorry to have caused you guys so

much trouble. We used to be classmates, Steve. You should know that I’d never

done anything to bully you or Simmie and that I haven’t done anything bad.

“If you’re the one behind Simmie, please stop. Don’t go any further down this path.*

“Go get yourself checked if you’ve lost your mind,” Steven said. He pulled me away

from her, looking contemptuous. “Don’t let her infect you with her poison.”

Yasmin sneered and gave me a meaningful look. “Congratulations on finding such a

great husband, Stephany…”

She was obviously insinuating something by emphasizing the words “great husband “. She looked like a spectator who was waiting to watch my act. “I hope you and Steve stay together forever–you two are a perfect match. I hope you’ll have a happy

life and family together…”

Her words were supposed to be good wishes, but she’d somehow turned them into evil curses. She was just waiting for me to make a fool of myself; she wanted to see

how I would meet my end.

Yasmin was making fun of me for siding with the devil and taking a nosedive into

hell.

“I should wish you the same. I hope you and Michael stay together forever. Don’t let him ever get away–we wouldn’t want him to go and ruin someone else’s life, right?” I turned away with Steven’s hand in mine.

she stared at me.

I entered the living room.

I’ll treat you really well,” Steven said. He was

would get to

you.” I smiled

was pleased to hear that. He wrapped his

head home early,

you just now?”

sex during pregnancy- it’ll help keep her hormones steady so

my tongue. I should’ve known

then, Martin, who was seated at the head of the table, said, “I’m

now that he was bedridden after suffering from a stroke, Martin had taken it upon himself to take the

Lincoln family were all in

had gotten their wits scared out of them

they cowered by Martin’s side. Steven had obviously gotten them good.

a gaze over everyone without

Come and have a seat.” Martin was

the family. He was trying to show me and Steven up.

the table. Where did

Or did he want us to remain

innocently, “Whose family gathering is

said politely, “The Lincoln family.”

it Mr. Martin? When did that happen? Grandpa’s still alive, isn’t he? Why is he

a good sign, you know. He might get a

it’s a bad sign. Anyone

stroke.”

expression darkened. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up.” Where are your