Revenge After Death

Chapter 462

Previously, I believed that he didn't care and that my presence was not as important as the secret he was protecting. But now, I could probably understand why he didn't ask me to stay. He was deeply conflicted, not wanting me to leave yet wanting me to go at the same time.

"I was wondering how you could resist seeking me out and showing up in front of me. You even prevented me from remembering you." I pushed Michael's hand away. Then, I snatched the umbrella from Steven's hand and hurled it to the ground.

If he wanted to get wet in the rain, then we would get wet together. Why was he holding an umbrella for me when he was soaked alone?

"If you're already soaked, what's the point of me standing under the umbrella? We were supposed to go together."

I suspected he was up to something in secret all these years. He feared that being associated with the organization would put him in danger. He was afraid of dying and leaving me sad. That was why he repeatedly urged me to forget about him.

Steven's eyes were red as he picked up the umbrella and once again shielded me from the rain. This time, he stood under the umbrella beside me. When I looked up at him, my eyes were filled with emotion. There was a mutual understanding without the need for much explanation.

Michael's hands were clenched and shaking, his knuckles turning white

go with him. "Why... must you

to love himself..." I whispered firmly, reaching for Steven's hand. I trusted him unconditionally, even if he had hurt or

her eyes. She cried and shook her head. "You'll regret it... You'll definitely

to protect me. Her fear of Steven

was always honest and sincere. Nevertheless, I couldn't help but observe that there were other emotions in the way she looked

her sorrow was genuine, although her words might not have been directed toward me. I had a hunch that she was speaking to Steven

I had no desire to leave, and Steven didn't object either. Consequently, Linda warned that I would come to regret

exact plans? How many issues were kept hidden

his decision to sell the Lincoln Group's shares to

it orchestrated a grand plan, a maze. It appeared

flustered and afraid. I feared that if he got into the game, it would be a dead end and that he wouldn't leave a way for himself to