Female Novel
Chapter 232
Chapter 232
Michael’s eyes reddened. “I can make it up to you. At least give me a chance…
“You don’t deserve it… “I pushed Michael away and walked out, fighting back the anger. You’renothing but a liar.”
I had considered a thousand reasons why Michael had stopped loving me, but I had neverimagined that I was the reason.
I was the one who had been confused. I loved the wrong person, and I was deceived.
Struggling to contain the fire raging in my chest, I felt like losing my mind. I was shaken to- the pointwhere I could barely walk.
As tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes, all I could think of was Steven.
I saw the image of him standing in the backlit mist, turning back to look at me.
How could you, Stephanie Carlson?
How could you forget about him?
How could you erase him completely from your mind?
And how could you… fall deeply in love with another man without the slightest hesitation? novelbin
How could you…
Tears streaming down my face, I rushed to the emergency exit and delivered a hard slap to
my own cheek.
“How could you… “I questioned myself.
How could you not remember anything? How could you?
“Ah!” Overwhelmed by despair, I collapsed into the corner, grabbed my hair, and groaned.
low.
Why couldn’t I remember anything?
Why had I forgotten about Steven?
Why did I mistake Michael as someone to count on back then?
This was the reason I died, wasn’t it?
Because I had betrayed Steven by mistaking Michael for him.
If Steven was the one who murdered me, I should just accept it because I deserved it.
deserved it!
Stephle…
On the stairs of the emergency hallway, Steven stood there in his patient gown, his fingers drippingwith blood.
I looked
up at him, feeling tears welling up. I lowered my head and continued to sob.
“Are you abandoning me again?” Steven walked up to me, his voice hoarse.
I looked at him as if I were gazing at a god.
He wasn’t a devil; he never was.
“Steven… “I reached out to him.
Steven anxiously grasped my hand, his gaze darting around.
“You’re such a fool…” No genius would act like him.
He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. “Mm–hmm, I am a fool… As long as Stephie.
won’t abandon me.”
“The nurse said you’re not supposed to get out of bed,” I said with tears.
“Sorry, I didn’t listen,” Steven apologized softly, his words soothing me. “You can punish me …Justdon’t abandon me. Don’t go with him, and don’t trust him…
“Did you pull the needle out yourself?” I asked, noticing his still–bleeding hand.
I quickly pressed down on the wound while wiping my tears.
“It doesn’t hurt at all… ” he said softly, wiping away my tears for me.
“Silly,” I chided him.
“Why are you crying?” Steven cradled my face, asking gently, “Did he upset you? I’ll kill him
I shook my head as tears continued to flow. “It’s just… Why can’t I remember anything?
Why?”
No matter how hardJ tried, all I could recall were little fragments of memories.
Why had I forgotten about Steven?
I hated myself.
As I continued to blame myself, Steven’s fingers stiffened for a moment. His fingertips turned cold.“It’s okay… You don’t need to remember.”
He lowered his head, gently kissing away the tears from the corner of my eye. It was as if he werecradling his most precious artwork…
Suddenly, memories flooded back of the basement filled with glass display cabinets andtaxidermied animals. It was the place where Eason had taken me.
“Steve… why did you collect those animal corpses? Did you kill those small animals and insects?” Iasked softly.
A flicker of panic and evasion crossed Steven’s gaze.
Nervously, I looked at Steven, afraid he might admit to having killed those taxidermied animalsdisplayed in the glass cases.
“No… they were gifts from someone.” Steven lowered his head, gripping his fingers tightly.
I was startled, wondering whether Steven was lying or if they were indeed gifts from a
friend.
My first thought inexplicably went to Simeon, whom I had almost completely forgotten.
Judging from the photo I saw at Carol’s place, it seemed that Simeon, Steven, and I had a decentrelationship–at least enough to take photos together.
Despite this, I had absolutely no memory of him.