Revenge After Death

Chapter 272

“But I like it…” I whispered softly.

I loved mango pudding, but ironically, I was allergic to mangoen. So every time I sneaked a purchase, Steven would cover for me, claiming it was his favorite. He only allowed me to have a little while eating the rest himself.

He said he loved mango pudding.

But in reality, it was “Stephanie” who loved it.

He was just “forced” to like it.

“Just a little then,” Steven said softly. He was ready to take me away.

Michael stood rigid while trying to make an explanation.

“Stephie…

“I remember telling you ‘Stephanie‘ is allergic to mangoes.” Before, his ignorance was excusable, but now,

his continued obliviousness seemed glaring. Love was apparent even in the little things.

“Stephie, it’s not like that. Since you’re Stephany now, I assumed…” Michael was trying to explain that Stephany wasn’t allergic to mangoes.

Still, he was subconsciously suspicious of my identity as Stephanie.

Yet, he stubbornly and obsessively wanted to transform Stephany into Stephanie,

He wanted to treat me like his puppet, a perfect substitute.

love will

love no one, only yourself. Didn’t anyone ever tell you fade? Especially love that’s obtained through deception.”

Steven’s hand.

to deceive me, yet still failed to cherish what he

fell limply. He wanted to

so much that he couldn’t

had put in so much effort to make Stephanie love him, to become the lover in her

the end, he

us go,” I spoke again while

would not let go of him anymore..

him

of my presence.

softly.

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wants to

tightened my grip on

he had no intention of letting us

for time. Martin’s men were probably already on

me!” The threat to Yasmin escalated as the knife

to save

into Michael’s eyes. He was

I grabbed a knife from one of the guards

“Stephanie” died?

looked at me helplessly.

became frantic. “Stephie…”