Revenge After Death

Chapter 689

I stood in place, staring at the small box. It contained the first child I had with Steven.

I smiled helplessly. I now understand why he could be so effortlessly natural as a father to Ashton and Xan- he had probably imagined how to be a good father countless times.

"Hang in there, Stephanie. Please hang in there, okay?" It was as if I could still hear Steven's words in my ears.

He tied me to the beam when I was struggling and hurting myself due to my pregnancy hormones. He had hugged me and pleaded for me to endure it while choking back sobs.

Despite barely being an adult himself, Steven must have been anticipating the child.

The experimental subjects in the laboratory weren't "humans' to Genome Society. We were mere experimental subjects and vessels.

They needed us to conceive and produce viable third-generation experimental subjects. They desperately wanted to have an experimental subject born out of my and Steven's genes.

couldn't bear the pain of bearing a child. This child was destined to be

hurt yourself, Stephie. Please-In that memory, Steven was begging me on his knees, pleading for me not to hurt

locked me up in the basement, begging me not to hurt myself. He had even offered to cut his own wrist and thrust the knife into my hand.

Steven. I couldn't understand why he would go to such

me, Stephie. I'll protect you-I promise you! I'll let you go if I can't. So please give me

me not to

another chance back then. I stopped struggling, allowed him to tie me up, and refused to leave the

battling with myself. It was as if I had severe

that I shouldn't

best to pull me out from

tried resisting and escaping, but the power of Genome Society was beyond what we could

first time since we became adults that we truly felt afraid of the

cleverly crafted, and we were confident that no one would find us

up on food and supplies in the basement beforehand. We