Revenge After Death

“You’re not going home?” Rachel asked before leaving.

“No, I have a high school reunion to attend today.” I sighed. I didn’t even know these people, yet I had to pretend to be Stephany in front of them. How annoying Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

But after being guilt–tripped by those former classmates, I felt obliged to go as Stephany.

I needed to adapt to being Stephany as soon as possible. If not… it would be troublesome if someone started to suspect me.

“I’m leaving, then.” Rachel ordered a cappuccino for me before leaving.

I took a sip and frowned. “You know I don’t take my drinks so sweet. How much sugar did you add?”

Rachel narrowed her eyes on me. Without saying anything more, she left.

I sat in the corner with my head in my hand as I watched the cars and passersby stream by through the French windows.

It was so good… to be alive.

I could still feel the warmth of sunshine and taste the delicacies of this world.

Just then, my phone rang. It was that former classmate again.

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“Stephany, everyone’s bringing their spouses today. to bring your husband. If not, we won’t let you join us.” I could hear a few giggles on the other end of the call.

It was obvious they were waiting to make a joke out of me.

They knew that I married the dimwit of the Lincoln family, yet they were trying to pressure me to bring him to the reunion. It was clear they were waiting to see how Steven and I would make a fool of

ourselves.

“My husband is unwell. I won’t…” Before I could finish, they hung up.

I was slightly angry as I was so fed up with them.

But from the way these people treated Stephany, anyone could see that they had no respect for her.

Stephany was a timid person. It was probably because she was used to living in the countryside. Transferring to the prep school and interacting with these rich upper–class classmates must have made her feel inferior.

She only transferred to this class in her 12th grade. Logically speaking, I didn’t have to attend this so-

called class reunion.

But in Stephany’s memory, her teacher was the only person who was kind to her when she felt lonely and helpless.

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Now that the teacher had cancer, I felt like I had an obligation to see her even if it was only on behalf

of Stephany.

With a sigh, I got up and lowered my cap as I walked out.

Ever since Martin kicked up a fuss at the Lincolns‘, I felt unsafe walking alone on the streets.

After my reincarnation, my sixth sense was much stronger than before.

After a few steps, I stopped and turned back. Sure enough, I saw a man in black taking cover quickly in the alley.

Ha, son of a bitch.

I retraced my steps and quickly hid in the alley too.

The person started to panic when he couldn’t find me. He ran ahead quickly.

I hid in the shadows to observe him. Once he entered the alley, I grabbed a stick and smashed his head.

The guy

fell to the ground and looked at me in shock. “Why did you hit me?”

I held on to my stick nervously. “You… Why were you following me!”

“Ewan made me follow you to protect you!” The guy held his head as he grimaced in pain.

I rubbed my eyes with frustration. “Sorry, I thought you were someone with ill intentions…”

The guy continued rubbing his head. He looked like he was in agony as he stood up. “You should be careful. There were quite a few people observing you.

I nodded. “I’m sorry, you should get yourself checked out at the hospital… Claim your expenses from Ewan. I have a class reunion to attend, so I need to get going now.”