Revenge After Death

Chapter 269
The Huma Hospital.
The sounds of medical equipment, the smell of alcohol disinfectant, pale lighting, and the deathly silent. corridors created a stark atmosphere.
Take it easy."
Harsh, pitiful screams reverberated through the sterile ward.
The nurse, who was standing by, couldn't even bear to watch.
The man lying on the hospital bed held a tiny photo tightly with his gruesome burned fingers.
"Stephie... Stephie..."
"Your vocal cords are damaged. Even surgery can't fully restore them. You need to avoid speaking as
much as possible. Endure it," the doctor, unable to bear the sight, whispered softly.
"Okay."
He buried his head in the pillow and quietly endured the pain as the doctor treated his terrible injuries.
"How could he bear it?"
"Why does such a handsome man have to suffer so much?"
"His survival is a miracle."
As the doctor left the ward, he sighed.
"He has multiple burn injuries, and the pain from the second-degree burns can reach level 10. This will greatly, affect his sensory perception. Even if he
survives, his perception of pain will become numb." The doctor observed Steven through the window.
He was lying on the bed while barely hanging on by a thread.
*Stephie..."
He slowly loosened his grip and gently wiped the blood-soaked photo.
His eyes were soft.
"Wait for me...
"I'm sorry..."
It was my fault for making her wait too long.
I hoped she wouldn't blame me.
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*Mr. Lincoln Senior has instructed us to keep him in the hospital until his condition improves. Once he's better, bring him back."
"Mr. Lincoln, you can't leavel"
"Beep..."
The hospital alarm went off. The doctors and guards were distracted by the fire alarm.
Steven, wearing a baggy hoodie and cap, limped out of the hospital while enduring the pain in his body.
Blood seeped through his injuries due to the premature movement.
No one knew how much pain he was in.
But he didn't want to make Stephie wait any longer.
"Stephie..."
He didn't know how he managed to leave the hospital or muster the strength to reach Stephanie's
building.
However, it was empty there.
"That poor family. Both of the parents died and left only their daughter alive. I heard she was in a comal for a long time and then went to live with relatives after waking up."
Upon hearing what the neighbors said, Steven turned and ran away with red
eyes.
His wounds were hurting.
He was at risk of infection.
Still, he couldn't let Stephie face the pain of losing her parents alone.
"Stephie..."
Finally, he saw Stephie at the school gate.
"Ah!" But the way she looked at him was as if looking at a stranger.
"Stephie..." His hoarse voice, unfamiliar even to himself, drove him to near
despair.
Stephie didn't recognize him.
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"Who are you? Stop following me!
Help!" Stephanie
pervert. She ran ght he was a
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Steven stood numbly with his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air.
He hid in an alleyway while panting heavily and hitting his own head.
Why... Why had even his yoice changed?
Why did he scare Stephie?
Why didn't he die?
"Stephie..."
From that day, Steven would secretly follow Stephie every day.
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He would watch her go to school, come home, and carefully followed Michael He would watch how her eyes were full of only him. The content is on popsnovel.com! Read the latest chapter there!
"Stephie, I don't blame you."
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He would whisper gently during his
unending fevers, soothing her even though she couldn't hear it. He wouldn't blame her for forgetting him. The content is on popsnovel.com! Read the latest chapter there!