Revenge After Death

Chapter 321

“She’s not leaving with you…”

Wearing the hospital gown, Steven stood by the door and spoke in a hoarse voice. His chest heaved, and he stared intently at me. It was as if he was begging me not to leave with Michael.

Michael gazed warningly at Steven.

“Steven Lincoln, I’ll see how long you can keep up with this act!”

I pushed Michael away, then said firmly, “Mr. Ford, my well–being has nothing to do with you. It never did, and it will not now.

re won’t be

“I’m not Stephanie Carlson, and you don’t have to project your guilt onto me. I hope there anything between us in the future.”

My firm attitude had seemingly hurt Michael.

He looked at me with a conflicted gaze, then smiled bitterly.

“Is this how it feels to be not trusted? Stephie, you’re getting back at me, aren’t you?” Michael wondered if

I was doing this to make him experience everything that Stephanie had experienced before.

“You’re overthinking.“I frowned. Michael was being annoying.

Perhaps, it was only natural that humans would develop biases.

Michael refused to trust me regardless of what

would not

his true colors? He’s a devil. He’s been pretending. What must I

me as if he would do

this? If he was mentally disabled or homeless, the Lincolns wouldn’t be what they are today.

Steven, trying his best to make me believe that everything about Steven was a lie.

looked at Steven, who seemed to panic

I said you should mind your own business,” I warned Michael so that he’d stop staring at

ever

much? Have you thought of why you’ve forgotten all about him? Have you

would fall in

held my shoulders and

think that I’m lying just because I’ve hurt you before. I was just feeling

about my feelings.

been… just running away. I was worried that you only fell in love with me because

memories…”

his past avoidance was

harm you,” he explained.

stood at the same place and

trust him, but I knew him

but that did not mean

was as if even though one plus one equaled two, he believed

wasn’t lying, but his answer was

looked at me in a panic. Because he had run over anxiously, he stood there barefoot,