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

tell you fade? Especially love that’s obtained through deception.” I retorted sarcastically while firmly

Steven’s hand.

deceive me, yet still failed to cherish what he had.

He wanted to say he loved

to hurt so much

effort to make Stephanie love him, to become the lover in her heart.

in the end, he only moved

Yasmin to die, let us go,” I spoke again while holding

would not let go of him

him

perhaps because of my presence. He would look

softly.

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wants to take you away,” he whined again.

tightened my grip on

eyes darkened. In fact, he had no

he was stalling for time. Martin’s men were

save me!” The threat to Yasmin escalated as the knife nicked her neck.

save

into Michael’s eyes. He was waiting.

knife from one of the guards and held it to

if “Stephanie” died?

looked

became frantic.