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!

actions. He’s still a natural person. His guardian will decide

a sigh of relief. They were finally here…

sent Zion a distress message when we

hadn’t expected Eason to come to help

panic, looking at my

smiled at her and shook my head.

had finally… won for once.

Steven away, our

smile still playing on his lips as

for

Chapter 12

him some kinds of

Peter. “It seems you’re the one who

“If you think the use

his teeth. “Of course, I’ll

laughed and

was confident that all his actions and treatments

let’s go home…” I took

followed me like a

to the hospital, but he anxiously shouted my name,

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

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

punched Peter. But he had gone too far. While Steven was

jealous of you, genius. You’re so handsome. Let me, your master, touch you a bit,” Eason muttered. “This opportunity won’t come again.”

Eason’s

gone mad.