Chapter 259

“Michael, she’s not Stephanie!”

My last consciousness lingered on Yasmin crying out that I wasn’t Stephanie

Stephane is already dead”

I knew she was scared and panicked.

However, what was she afraid of? Back then, she was so confident that Michael would marry her. Why was she crying now?

When I woke up again, everything was pure white. I found myself waking up in a strangely familiar yet unfamiliar environment

It was the Ford family’s residence. I was laying in the bedroom I had lived in for many years.

My vision felt numb. I tried to lift my arms, but my body wasn’t fully under my control.

“Stephie,” a familiar voice called my name.

“Ms. Larson, it’s time for dinner,” the family’s maid, Angel, called out to me.

I felt a headache coming on. As I got up, I noticed the clothes I was wearing and felt a sense of confusion,

This pajama was given to me by Aunty Lois.

“Ms. Larson. Mr. Lincoln is back.” Angel smiled at me from outside the door.

felt so familiar

yet. Michael, you

too ruthless. He had

others were discussing the murderer. This scene

sofa. She was in her usual white dress

me first and looked somewhat unnatural.

didn’t know why I was

me I should be afraid of them.

body kept shaking, but I didn’t feel like I

that was to kill these people. They all deserved to

was startled by my own thoughts and avoided them

looking nervous as he stared

get

sounded unusually gentle, far from

from him and watched him with vigilance. “Don’t… don’t touch

still blaming me? I was wrong before and I won’t hurt you again,” Michael said earnestly, as if making a vow.

me and asked for my trust.

his hand and my vision turned blurry.

thinking? I actually thought about

daze and tried to touch me.

in fear and quickly backed

afraid of the thoughts in my own mind.

are you okay? Come down for dinner.” Yasmin walked down the stairs step by

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