Revenge After Death



"I'm tired, Steven. "I took off my clothes and slipped beneath his blanket. I curled in his embrace and said, " Hug me to sleep."

Steven clearly stiffened. I could feel the temperature rising under the blanket.

"Stay put. Your injury isn't healed yet." I pressed my hand against his lower abdomen.

His ears turned red instantly, his pale face coloring for once. He carefully took my hand and said, 'Be gentle, Stephie. It hurts."

"You should stay still if it hurts. Don't have unnecessary thoughts and just wait until after the recovery period, "I coaxed gently before leaning against his chest. 'Now, sleep.'

Steven kissed my forehead and hugged me tight. "Good night, Stephie."

A quiet life and bidding good night to each other was probably our happiest moment.

I slept soundly that night. I always slept well whenever Steven was beside me.

He slept well too. It was rare he fell asleep without needing medication.

He was like a remedy to me-healing and soothing to my soul.

I wondered if I was the same for him.

"Stephie."

I slowly opened my eyes to the morning sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Steven stood beside the bed with his crutches. His hair was still wet.

I sat up immediately, asking, 'Did you take a shower on your own?"

I told him that he'd need my help with showers as it was easy for him to accidentally touch his wound.

"My wound is getting better now. I didn't touch it,' Steven softly said.

I got out of the bed to dry his hair. He sat obediently by the bed and allowed me to dry his hair.

"Are you going to meet Sarah or her brother today, Stephie?" Steven could always figure out what my next step was.

I replied, 'I'll go meet Sarah's brother first before her. And then, I'll go see Simeon."Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I was talking about Simeon.

Steven stiffened before looking up at me.

"You have a way to get in touch with him, right? Eason wants to see him," I asked.

I would need Eason for many other things in the future. As such, I had to help him with his small favor. "Alright," Steven agreed.

Michael came over again before I left the villa.

Ifrowned, finding him annoying. "Why are you here again?"

"I'm bringing the two children out to play," he said, pointing at Ashton and Xan.

Inarrowed my eyes and warned, "Don't play tricks, Michael.'

Michael looked at me. Their identification paperwork is all set up under my name. They need to socialize in order to integrate them into society normally. They need to experience the outside world, visit the amusement park, and go to school.'

I fell silent, looking back at Ashton and Xan.

Even if they were experimental subjects, they were still living humans. They had the right to enjoy the world

too.

"Alright," I agreed.

Michael sidestepped as if avoiding me and entered the living room. He walked over and ruffled Ashton's and Xan's hair. They did not seem to mind it at all.

I said nothing and walked out of the living room. I wanted to meet Sarah's brother, Floyd.

I walked to the gate and turned around to look at the attic.

Steven was looking at me by the window. His gaze seemed to be asking me to come back soon.

I signed to him, asking him to wait for me at home. He lifted his hand to touch the glass, smiling in return.

Feeling a pang in my chest, I turned and got into the car.

Everything was coming to an end. The truth was about to be revealed.

Steven and I would definitely live a peaceful life together.