Chapter 259

“Michael, she’s not Stephanie!”

My last consciousness lingered on Yasmin crying out that I wasn’t Stephanie

Stephane is already dead”

I knew she was scared and panicked.

However, what was she afraid of? Back then, she was so confident that Michael would marry her. Why was she crying now?

When I woke up again, everything was pure white. I found myself waking up in a strangely familiar yet unfamiliar environment

It was the Ford family’s residence. I was laying in the bedroom I had lived in for many years.

My vision felt numb. I tried to lift my arms, but my body wasn’t fully under my control.

“Stephie,” a familiar voice called my name.

“Ms. Larson, it’s time for dinner,” the family’s maid, Angel, called out to me.

I felt a headache coming on. As I got up, I noticed the clothes I was wearing and felt a sense of confusion,

This pajama was given to me by Aunty Lois.

“Ms. Larson. Mr. Lincoln is back.” Angel smiled at me from outside the door.

felt so familiar yet

caught yet. Michael, you must protect

dangerous now. That murderer is too ruthless. He had killed so many pec

few others were discussing the murderer. This scene seemed

her usual white dress and looked as

me first and

didn’t know why I was

me I should be afraid

body kept shaking, but I didn’t feel like I was

to kill these people. They all deserved to die.

startled by my own thoughts and

He was looking nervous as he stared at me. “Stephie? Don’t

get together. Let’s

sounded unusually gentle, far from what

cautiously dodged away from him and watched him with vigilance. “Don’t… don’t

won’t hurt you again,” Michael said earnestly,

out to me and asked for

at his hand and my vision turned

actually thought about breaking his hand.

daze and tried to touch

cried out in fear and quickly backed away.

Michael. I was afraid of the thoughts in my own

Come down for dinner.” Yasmin

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