But Michael did not return home. Instead, he headed to Serenity Lane and Sunset Alley.
I had no clue what he was up to. I just trailed behind him blindly.
I was eager to witness his reaction once he discovered the truth.
Was it going to be regret or relief? Or would he cover up for Yasmin?
âMichael Ford, have you ever had the slightest affection for me? What were you thinking when you bullied me?
âHow could you be so disgusting and shameless just to get what you want?â I stood behind him and repeatedly asked.
I knew he couldnât hear. But I still sought a result and an answer.
âMike, there is no sign of Stephanieâs whereabouts. As we told the police, we did ask Stephanie to be here on the 13th and 14th.
âBut the police also mentioned that she headed to Sunset Alley on the 15th. I checked the surveillance, and it showed that Stephanie came alone.â
Michaelâs buddies had arrived with the investigation results.
I sneered at the pair, wondering if they were genuinely oblivious or just acting.
It was evident I heard them laughing and joking around through the earpiece on the day of my accident. They even said on the other end that even a pervert wouldnât be attracted to a woman like 1. me.
âWhy did she come alone on the 15th?â Michaelâs face didnât look good as he glanced around.
âDid the surveillance capture her leaving?â
âThe police identified a janitor. Only a janitor was seen leaving with a large trash bag during the time Stephanie went missing. There were no traces of Stephanieâ¦â The guyâs confidence faded as he spoke.
Then he asked in a low voice, âMike, Stephanie canât be dead right?â
Michaelâs face paled. Perhaps the panic had started to set in. âStop talking nonsense, she canât be dead.â
He took a step back and leaned against the wall.
I just stood there and looked at Michael. A sense of desolation engulfed me.
âMike, didnât I warn you that women like Stephanie would stop at nothing to achieve their goals?
She pushed Yasmin down the stairs and even tried to poison her. Itâs better for her to be dead.â
None of Michaelâs buddies liked me. I knew they preferred Yasmin all along.
These people had never respected me. Theyâve always made fun of me, bullied me, and humiliated me. I knew very well that Yasmin had the ability to sway their opinions.
However, Michaelâs deliberate encouragement was the root cause of their mistreatment. It was only natural for them to hate me because Michael hated me.
Michael frowned and looked at the other person. His eyes were hazy, somewhat intimidating.
I remembered that guyâs name was Jack Brown. He had tried to assault me in the Ford Residenceâs backyard but failed. He ran away after I smashed his head.
Afterward, Jack threatened me to not tell anyone about what happened that day. He said that even if I did, no one would believe me.
He had spread rumors around Michael and his friends to discredit me. He tarnished my reputation just to prevent me from revealing the truth.
If I were ruined, he could easily dismiss the assault as just another lie from me. No one would believe me even if I had told the truth.
And indeed, that was what happened.
Jack was a distant cousin of Michael. He was there when I first entered the Ford Residence at the eight of eighteen. At that time, his mother even complained to Michaelâs mother.
âLois, if youâre truly lacking a child, Jack isnât a bad option. If you prefer girls, I have a daughter.
Why bother taking care of someone elseâs child when you can care for your own blood?â
At that time, I cowered behind Michael. My parents had just passed, and I was scared. There was no one I could trust around me.
âDonât be scared. Ignore these people, theyâre all sick in the head.â Michael held my wrist and brought me to a bedroom on the second floor.
âFrom now on, this is your home.â
I watched Michael in silence. From that moment, my dependence and reliance on him reached its zenith.
However, everything shattered after he discovered the love letter that I had written.
After all these years, I still never understood why Michael reacted so intensely and felt repulsed.
I had been naive and in love. Why did he harbor such disdain for me throughout the years?