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!

still a

a sigh of relief. They were finally here…

had sent Zion a distress message when we were coming

Eason to come to help Steven…

in panic, looking at my

at her and shook my

won

Steven away,

lips as if to tell me that

for a

Chapter 12

some kinds of drugs,” I

you’re the one who needs mental

wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, laughing coldly. “If you think the use of drugs is unreasonable, feel free to report me to the Health Commission or other departments.”

his teeth. “Of course, I’ll report

and left

all his actions and treatments were

I took Steven’s

looked dazed but obediently followed me

to the hospital, but he anxiously shouted

in your arms. Next time, I won’t just use her head to break the

people obedient and do whatever they’re told,” Eason said excitedly as he got in the car, looking at Steven

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

you, genius. You’re so handsome. Let me, your master,

car as Steven fiercely bit Eason’s hand, refusing

gone mad.