Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 231

chpter 231 

My head felt dizzy as I stiffly sat beside the bed, my ears buzzing for quite some time 

*Stephie? 

“Stephany?” 

I could hear Michael calling my name but I was in a state of dizziness. 

When I abruptly stood up, the room spun before my eyes. 

“Stephie?” 

Before I lost my memory, I suffered from psychological illness? 

Was that the reason I had forgotten about the orphanage, about Steven Lincoln? 

What exactly happened? 

“Stephie… Erase me. I won’t blame you. Erase me from your memory… 

“Don’t be scared, Stephie. I’ll always be by your side. 

“If your current life is more comfortable without me, then erase me from your memory… 

“Stephanie, what am I to you? Am I a forgotten remnant of your past? 

“Stephanie… Don’t die, please, I beg of you. Don’t let me become a remnant of your past. 

You know I can’t live by myself.” 

A voice was roaring, crying, and screaming in my mind. 

“Stephie, don’t leave me behind.” 

In my blurred consciousness, it seemed that I had returned to the moment before I was 

dead. 

Under the moonlight, I found myself cornered by those tramps in a dark alley. I was 

disheveled. 

A tall, terrifying figure with a stick in his hand was mercilessly striking those tramps. 

“Touch her and you’ll die. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll always be here. 

Stephie… Why did you forget about me? Am I part of your painful memories too? 

“I don’t blame you.” 

In the alley, the figure draped his jacket over me and let me rest on his lap when I fainted from low blood sugar. He stayed by my side through the night. 

Steven… 

It was Steven! 

The blurry figure slowly became clear. 

Steven stood before me in the dim light and slowly turned to face me. 

His face was streaked with tears, and his hands were bloodied. 

With reddened eyes, he looked at me and said, “Stephie… What a disgusting world this is.” 

“Steven… Steven.” 

As Steven turned away, a beam of light burst before my eyes. 

While others might perceive him as a lunatic or devil, he had always been my redemption- 

my sole salvation. 

He was my salvation, mine alone. 

In my memory, I joyfully embraced Steven and placed the gift my mother had prepared for him on the tabl 

“Steven, this is a gift from my mom, but I personally picked this outfit for you. Mom said you’re still growing, so we got a bigger size for you. 

“Steven, if you weren’t a genius; what would you want to do most?” 

“Keep loving you….