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

memory, Steven was begging me on his knees, pleading for me

He had even offered to cut his own wrist and thrust

then, I stared numbly at Steven. I couldn't understand why he

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

to leave him and

chance back then. I stopped struggling, allowed him to

I had severe depression and was constantly fighting against my

shouldn't have existed, and

best to pull me out from

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

the first time since we became adults that we truly

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

and supplies in the basement beforehand. We thought we could survive in the basement until the child was