REVENGE AFTER DEATH - Season 3 Episode 49

Steven and the doctor came out together. The doctor was saying a few things to him, and Steven looked pretty happy. He came over to me and held my hand. ”

Stephie…*

His fingers were a little cool. His grip made my heart settle in my chest. “Is there something bothering you?”

He could always see through me. I shook my head. “No, I’m fine. Let’s go home.”

I was distracted the whole way home. Peter said that he used to be my doctor, and Ewan said that Peter had claimed that Steven was perfectly fine while I was the one

with the problem. What did these things mean?

“Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln, Mr. Martin has organized a family gathering, saying that it’s an annual affair for the Lincoln family. You two have to attend,” Ewan said.

Steven looked impatient. “What a nuisance.”

It had occurred to me that Martin would find an opportunity to aggravate Steven.

After all, Steven had foiled Martin’s plans too many times, so Martin was probably already suspicious of Steven.

He suspected that Steven was only acting like a psycho, so this was the perfect opportunity to test his suspicions out.

*Steve, when we get home, I don’t want you to go anywhere. Stay with me. You have to call me even if you’re going to the restroom.” I held Steven’s hand, feeling a little

worried.

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Ewan pulled up at the entrance of the Lincoln family’s residence. As soon as I got out of the car with Steven’s hand in mine, I saw Yasmin, who was standing a distance

away.

It came as a surprise to me that she could still run around like this when she was supposed to be under the police’s close supervision. I glanced at her and sneered. She looked haggard now, perhaps because she was constantly living in fear.

She had prominent dark eyebags; it looked like she hadn’t slept well in a long time.

She approached me.

I ignored her, wanting to head into the house with Steven.

Yasmin said, “Stéphany.”

I glanced at her. “What?”

She seemed to be taking a different approach today. “I came to… apologize to you, Stephany. I’m sorry for misunderstanding you and telling the police that you were linked to a murderer.”

I was surprised. What had gotten into Michael and Yasmin today?

“The police told me that there’s no doubt over the crimes Simmie’s committed, but they’re still trying to track down his accomplices. But the fact that no one else has

died after Simmie’s death most likely points to him being the mastermind behind

everything.

“I can’t remain under the police’s protection forever, which means that I need to go

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back to a normal life and job as soon as possible,” she said. She looked like she was

ready to turn over a new leaf.

I appraised her. “You’ve gotten off scot–free for killing Stephanie Carlson, I see.

You’ve got a few tricks up your sleeve, don’t you?”

I was obviously testing her patience. After a pause, she said gently, “Stephany, that wasn’t what I meant to do. I didn’t want to kill her; I just…”

Seeing that I wasn’t interested in what she had to say, she switched tactics. “I’ll admit that I’m at fault here. Because of that, I’ll do my best to make it up to her. Since she’d loved Michael so deeply, I’ll spend the rest of my life by his side. I’ll love and

care for him on her behalf.”

I was speechless. How shameless could she be? But, I guess I knew what she was doing here now–she wanted to mark her territory. Was she warning me not to get close to Michael by pretending to be Stephanie?

“Mrs. Ford has also accepted me now, and I’ve already moved into the Ford family’s residence. I’m staying in Stephanie’s room, and it’s given me such a profound understanding of her love for Michael. I’ll make sure to keep her love for him going. Yasmin wiped her tears. “I’ll take care of Mrs. Ford too.”

I stood there and watched her performance. In the past, I would’ve been devastated.

Now, however, it was as if I was an outsider to the situation. I was nothing but a

spectator.

I was even starting to think of Stephanie as someone who had nothing to do with me. I could sense my dislike for myself…

I couldn’t believe that I was filled with scorn and contempt for the person I’d been back then. I could even feel some of my memories returning. Something… was awakening within me.

“Has she lost her marbles?” I asked Steven softly.

He seemed to be enjoying the show too. He looked at me and nodded seriously. “She

does seem a little off her rocker.”