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.

perfect, and my body couldn't bear the pain of bearing a child. This child was

hurt yourself, Stephie. Please-In that memory, Steven was begging me on

not to hurt myself. He had even offered to cut his own

understand why he would go to such

protect you-I promise you! I'll let

me not to leave

had to admit that I did decide to give him another chance back then. I

with myself. It was as if I had severe depression and was constantly fighting against my

myself, that I shouldn't have

tried his best to pull me out from the brink of death

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

we became adults that we truly felt afraid of the power

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

even stocked up on food and supplies in the basement beforehand. We thought we could survive in the basement until