Revenge After Death

Later, I discovered that he left me at the hotel to die that night because Yasmin’s father, Roger Bailey,

fell ill

He had suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage while drinking. His hospitalization, recovery, and subsequent recovery cost a lot of money.

Michael insisted on the best for everything. He demanded a private room, the finest nurse, an elite medical team, and top–notch rehabilitation

He could spend tens or hundreds of thousands, or even millions for Yasmin without batting an eyelash.

Yet, he treated me with extreme cruelty.

While Yasmin enjoyed his unreserved generosity, I carried a heavy burden.

It seemed that no amount of money and kindness I had shown throughout my life would be able to repay him.

For a long time, I struggled to differentiate gratitude, guilt, and feelings. I couldn’t distinguish them clearly.

Sometimes, I wondered if I really loved Michael, What did I love about him?

Did I fall in love with him when he rescued me?

Did I become infatuated when he risked his life and rushed into the car to carry my parents‘ bodies?

Or was it the moment when he gazed at me with concern and fear of losing me when the car exploded?

As it turns out, I was deceiving myself.

then, I believed Michael

loved

just a figment of

for him now felt like a distant

ashamed to keep lingering around the Fords? You were already an adult when you entered the Ford

Yasmin fell down the stairs at the Ford residence was

Georgeke as Michael’s father was unwell. He had been undergoing treatment there throughout the year. This time, Aunty Lois intended to stay with him

whenever Aunty Lois wasn’t around. In her

would treat me even more cruelly without her

didn’t matter if I had to rent a

Michael caught me in the act every time. He always brought me back and questioned how

the same trick loses its effectiveness once overused.” Yasmin stood by the staircase and looked

are saying about you? They’re saying that you bring bad luck. You have caused the death of your

since you joined the family. What’s the point of someone

control of my emotions

the day of my parents‘ death anniversary.

like

you being

years after I joined the family, Michael still remembered my parents‘ death

I were you,” Yasmin’s cousin

mocking me.

regarded me as

back

let me offer you some warmth while Michael’s