Revenge After Death

Chapter 312

If protecting me was his instinct, would he become more lucid if I harmed myself?

“Stephanie Michael looked at me in panic, urgently calling for Angel to bring me the medical kit.

I frantically pushed Michael away and picked up the glass shard from the floor. ‘Steven! Let’s go home!”

Just as I was about to stab my neck with the glass shard, Steven’s hand suddenly lifted and grabbed the bloodied glass from my hand.

“Psycho! Both of them are psychos… Yasmin retreated in fear and fell down to the ground, fainting from

the shock

Her forehead was bleeding

Only then did I realize I had grabbed her hair and smashed her head into the glass.

“Ms. Bailey” the butler exclaimed.

Michael didn’t have time to think about it. He rushed over to check on Yasmin’s condition.

I didn’t care whether Yasmin lived or died. My hands trembled as I held Steven’s face, my forehead pressed against his, speaking softly, “Steven, let’s go home…”

Peter couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He stared at Steven and me with cold eyes. Then, he laughed maniacally.

Outside the courtyard, a car screeched to a halt. Zion, Rachel, and Eason had arrived.

Eason saw Steven and me with blood on our hands and angrily pulled out a document. “Jake has dropped the charge. Steven only got violent because he was provoked!

don’t believe that Steven lacks the ability to control his actions. He’s still a natural person. His guardian will

breathed a sigh of relief. They were finally here…

a distress message when we were

to come

in panic, looking at

at her and shook my head.

won for

Peter arrogantly took Steven away, our

looked at me coldly, his smile still playing on his lips as if to tell me that we

for a

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gave him some kinds of drugs,”

got furious and punched Peter. “It seems you’re the one who

coldly. “If you think the use of drugs is

gritted his teeth. “Of course,

and

his actions

let’s go home…” I took Steven’s hand.

obediently followed me like a puppet.

holding Yasmin as he rushed to the hospital, but he anxiously

the woman in your arms. Next time, I won’t just use her head to break the glass, “I warned coldly, leading Steven into

told,” Eason said excitedly as he got in the car, looking at Steven with great interest. “Steven, you’ve

headache, tolerating him only because he had just punched Peter. But he had gone too far.

your master, touch you a bit,” Eason muttered. “This opportunity won’t

filled the car as Steven fiercely bit Eason’s hand, refusing to

gone mad.