Revenge After Death

Chapter 699

The attic of the mountaintop villa had been cleaned thoroughly.

Under my threats, Michael had converted the attic into a sterile ward, equipped with all sorts of medical equipment.

Steven had yet to regain consciousness. He had to stay in a sterile environment in order to prevent his wounds from getting infected.

He had been living in the basement for so long. Now, he could feel the sun's warmth

Steven slept for a whole 12 hours before slowly waking up. When he did, he looked at the sunlight outside the window. He probably thought he was still dreaming.

I continue to sit beside the bed watching him.

He wasn't at all shocked when he first saw me. Instead, he smiled and said, 'This dream is wonderful, Stephie." It was a wonderful dream, with sunlight and me around.

I just stared at him, my mood looking glum.

It took Steven some time to realize that he wasn't dreaming. He immediately shot up, his expression started changing. "Stephie..."

He had a nervous expression as he looked around anxiously. There wasn't any hint of color on his face due to his severe injuries.

The chain on his neck clinked loudly. Steven looked down in shock, gripping the metal chain that stretched all the way to the corner of the room.

He started

coldly as I slowly made my way over. He had clearly realized that I had regained all my

with me, aren't you, Stephie?" Steven

taking matters into his own hands, for messing with

his neck, forcing him to look at me. How dare you be so presumptuous to think that what

eyes reddened as he looked away, unable to meet my

repeatedly and erased my memories, only to push me to someone else?" I chuckled coldly. "How

clenched his

anything else other

Steven and started to explain, "It's got nothing to do with me. I didn't

looking at

as if he knew that I might kill him if he didn't leave fast enough. "Stephie," Steven carefully called for

eyes were red, and

unable to meet my gaze. Under the

called out, cruelly pressing my hand against the wound

My tears flowed uncontrollably.

in pain, yet his

mine. Did you get my permission to do this?'

did not reply

you first before committing suicide, Steven." I pulled