Revenge After Death

This unborn child would be the key to saving my life.

I arrived at Huma Hospital with the nanny and driver. I stood still for a long time after getting out of

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The hospital and its surroundings felt familiar to me. I wasn’t dreaming. I had returned with a new identity.

“The autopsy report is out. Stephanie was indeed pregnant when she died. She was pregnant…”

In the hospital corridor, I saw familiar figures–Zion and Rachel.

My legs stiffened, and my breathing quickened. My eyes reddened as I opened my mouth. I tried to say something, but no sound came out.

I wished I could rush over to hug Rachel and reveal my true identity.

But I could never live the same life while holding a different identity than Stephanie.

“It’s Michael! I want to kill him! Let me go! Let me kill him!” Rachel was on the verge of collapsing, desperately wanting to kill Michael.

Zion tried to stop her without making any comments.

Rachel shouted in desperation as she struggled forcefully, “Let me go! Let me kill him! Why are they still alive? Why? Yasmin and Michael killed Stephie. You’re a policeman. Why don’t you arrest them? Go arrest them!”

Zion continued to block her silently. The atmosphere became tense.

My legs felt numb as I attempted to move forward. My steps were burdened by an unusual heaviness. Rachel…”

“Ms. Larson, this way.” The nanny ran back to guide me toward the doctor’s office.

I turned to see Rachel. It seemed that Rachel had spotted me as well.

“Stephie…” Rachel pushed Zion aside, scanning the crowd for me.

I stood at the doorway, observing Rachel as she passed by.

I almost forgot that I was no longer Stephanie, even though Stephany’s appearance was similar to

mine.

“Rachel.” Zion chased after Rachel and grasped her wrist. “Please, go back first.”

“Zion, you’re a policeman. You’re aware of the numerous suspicious aspects of this case. How could Steve possibly be the murderer? It’s clear that he’s taking the blame for someone else. The real murderer is still out there.

“Yasmin is highly suspicions. Why did all the red–dressed girls die while she alone survived?” Rachel nervously looked at Zion, imploring him to solve the case quickly.

Zion lowered his eyes, nodding. “I’ll investigate the case thoroughly…

Despite his commitment to a comprehensive investigation, there were numerous uncontrollable factors in this case.

“Did you know that Steve once struggled with a mental illness? He was a genius boy from that orphanage. Do you know why the orphanage later changed its name to Double Stars Welfare Home?

“The term ‘Double Stars‘ signifies two genius boys. One of the genius boys was Steve, and another died in a fire many years ago, Simmy.” Rachel shared her findings with Zion.

1 stood by the door, listening quietly. The name Double Stars Welfare Home sounded familiar to me.

Suddenly, a headache swept over me, accompanied by flashes of memory fragments crossing my mind. However, I couldn’t make the connection to these fragments.

“How could a genius end up like this?” Rachel wondered why Steven had turned from being a genius

to a madman.

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I had the same question as Rachel in my mind.

Steven definitely would not share the story behind it. I refrained from asking Rachel more, fearing it might scare her.

Zion said, “Let’s go back.”

“I don’t want to…” Rachel looked around. “I think I saw Stephie a moment ago…

Zion took a deep breath and pulled Rachel away.

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I sneakily hid by the door, watching Rachel leave before turning into the consultation room.

“Dr. Adrian, is my child developing normally?”

That was another patient in the consultation room.

That patient’s voice made me tense up. It was Yasmin!

Looking up, I found that Yasmin was seated next to the doctor, with Michael accompanying her for the prenatal check–up.

I sneered. They seemed to be leading a happy life.