Chapter 268
"Stephie... you have to take it. I won't let you remember him. You'll stay by my side like a normal girl. I'll protect you, and we'll get married and have our own children.
We'll have a beautiful future.
"Stephie, you're not in pain, are you?" Michael said softly while squatting beside the bed.
He brought the pill to my lips. "Stephie, be good."
"You're disgusting," I spat at him.
"Stephie, Steven isn't dead but severely injured. My men found him before the Lincolns did." Michael's gaze darkened and his voice turned icy.
He was threatening me again.
He had always been threatening me.
My voice trembled. "You think I'll believe you?"
Steven wasn't dead.
"See. He has a strong will to live." He showed me a picture on his phone of Steven, who was bloodied and barely alive.
Michael continued to threaten me.
"T'll take it." I took the pill from his hand and swallowed it.
Michael didn't trust me. He grabbed my face and checked to make sure I actually swallowed the pill before letting go of his hands.
"Stephie, have a good sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be better." He believed that after taking the medication and sleeping, I would forget everything.
"Mr. Ford! Mr. Ford! Ms. Bailey is screaming about suicide!"
The nanny rushed in panic.
I stared at Michael quietly.
Michael glanced at me in hesitation as always, and chose to go to Yasmin.
The same old story. He professed his love for me, yet couldn't let go of his first love.
"Ugh." [ran to the bathroom and vomited, trying to get the pills out of my throat.
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