Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80 

I stood at the door and glanced at him before going into the room and closing the door. 

The Lincolns gave me a big room with a soft bed. The environment was nice but it was too spacious. 

Instead, Steven’s small house seemed to give me more sense of security. 

1 seemed to be surprised by my own thoughts, as I was slowly changing my views of Steven. 

However, I knew he was a murderer! 

I cowered in fear on the bed, terrified of lightning and thunder. Now, I was even more afraid of sympathizing with Steven, the murderer. 

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning seemed to explode right in front of me.. 

“Ahh…” I cried out in terror, curling up with my legs close to my chest as I breathed heavily. 

“Steve… wait for me at the orphanage, be obedient.” 

“Stephie, I’ll always wait for you. If you don’t come… I won’t leave.” 

“Stephie, you promised to come find me. I’ll be waiting for you at the orphanage.” 

Images of the car accident that day flashed through my mind, familiar yet strange. 

“Boom.” The sound of thunder rumbled outside the window. 

Terrified, I scrambled to my feet and ran outside desperately. 

I didn’t know why I was running. When I came to my senses, I had already opened the door. “Ah!” Suddenly, a large hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me over and pressing me against the wall, then kissing me. 

The room was dark, with no light to see by, but I knew that Steven was outside the door. 

I couldn’t see his face, only feeling his breath. 

He seemed scared of something, kissing me wildly as if he was venting. I tried hard to push him away, but I couldn’t budge him, and my eyes were burning with tears. 

“You liar…” He seemed to be venting, calling me a liar. “You told me to go back… and wait for you.” “Get off…” I pushed him away forcefully, slapped him across the face, and leaned against the wall as my breathing became even more rapid. I didn’t know why, but suddenly all the grievances surged up within me. 

He looked a bit forlorn, standing there with his head down silently. 

Instinctively, I wanted to reach out and comfort him, but I was surprised at myself for wanting to do 

50. 50. 

What was happening to me? 

“potu!“ The thunder roared loudly, and instinctively, I moved closer to seek refuge in Steven’s embrace as I cried even louder. 

At that moment, all the grievances truly flooded my heart. 

From my parents‘ tragic accident to now, everything felt like a dream. 

Steven’s body stiffened for a moment, then slowly, he raised his hand and held me tightly. 

He didn’t say anything, but I could feel his body trembling. 

“Stephie… No matter what you become, I’ll find you. I’m sorry… I won’t let anyone hurt you again.” Steven tightened his grip around my arms, his voice trembling. 

1 I leaned against him, for the first time… wanting to completely relax and rely on someone. 

“I’m scared of the thunder. Stay here tonight,” I whispered softly.