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

Steven was begging me on his knees, pleading for me not to hurt

me up in the basement, begging me not to hurt myself. He had even offered to cut his own wrist

couldn't understand why he would go to such

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

pleading with me not to leave him and asking for another

did decide to give him another chance back then. I

had

voice telling me that I should kill myself, that I shouldn't have existed, and I was

best to pull me out

time. We tried resisting and escaping, but the power of Genome Society was beyond

was the first time since we became adults that we truly

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

beforehand. We thought we could survive