Revenge After Death

Chapter 33

The ambulance arrived and whisked Yasmin away

I watched as Michael anxiously lifted Yasmin into his arms. He even glared at me fiercely.

Everyone present bore witness to me pushing Yasmin down the stairs. Even the servants from Ford family sided with them.

At that moment, I was in a daze. I even started doubting if it was me who pushed Yasmin down the stairs.

Once again, I fell into the trap of self–incrimination.

I didn’t know how to explain myself. It seemed wrong to explain myself, but not explaining myself was also wrong. I curled up under the stairs and waited for a very long time.

Finally, Michael returned at dawn.

I stood up with bloodshot eyes and choked out, “Michael, it wasn’t me.”

There was a resounding slap as he struck me. My ears rang intensely…

My nose bled, and my hearing was muffled. I probably had a ruptured eardrum. He put a lot of force into that slap.

“Do you know that Yasmin’s sister wanted to call the police? You had deliberately hurt her!” he yelled.

He then dragged me up from the ground and forcefully pulled me into the study.

where you dare to do something illegal?”

next? Do you plan on killing

my face and looked at Michael, desperately wishing he would believe me.

it wasn’t me. It truly wasn’t me,” I said, but he did not believe me at all.

it. It wasn’t me. I didn’t push her. It truly wasn’t me,” I explained desperately, nearly

did not believe me.

Yasmin down the stairs! Yet you still want to deny it!”

heart sank at his

be so foolish to think that Jack would stand up for me? After all, they were the ones who spread rumors about me to ruin my reputation from

when she wakes up, I’ll send you to prison!”

me to prison. It scared me. I was

death of my parents, I worked desperately and studied hard. My hard work was

to accept having it destroyed

me my

refuse to go to prison. I didn’t push her!” I stared at him fearfully. My breathing was shaky.

courage to push him aside. I then

this place I once thought was paradise but later turned out to be hell.

for a long time.

but clean blanket over me. was not sure who left

had left me

my parents were still alive, I would frequently throw tantrums and run away from home. Every time I woke up,

I mumbled as

person who always silently