Revenge After Death

Everyone present was shocked, including myself.

Why did he come….

Steven was dressed smartly today. He seemed to have put some thought into his appearance.

He was already good–looking, but now he looked like the male lead of a movie.

“You…” Kelvin appeared stunned by Steven’s appearance. He asked nervously, “Who are you?”

No one had seen Steven in this state, so they didn’t recognize him.

Steven walked to my side. He tugged at my wrist and pulled me into his embrace. His laugh was maniacal and provocative. “I’m her husband.”

His response could kill Kelvin in a second.

Kelvin gulped fearfully and shifted his gaze from Steven to Ann.

Ann was stunned too. She surveyed the people around her.

“Steven? He’s Steven Lincoln? That’s not right. Didn’t they say he’s a psycho?”

“That’s what I heard. How is he so good–looking? Wow… He looks better than a movie star.”

Those classmates started to murmur quietly.

I glanced at the class monitor, Howard. He hid himself behind the crowd once he saw Steven.

Why was he hiding? He must be afraid of Steve.

“I’m sorry, my husband was sick a few days ago. He didn’t plan to come, but he decided to accompany me here to see you.”

I stepped forward to explain to Miranda.

Miranda looked at me with relief. Her eyes were red as she nodded. “Good, good. I feel so relieved to see you doing so well now, Stephie.”

Steven took my hand and walked to Miranda. He resumed his well–behaved self. “Please take a good rest. You’ll get well soon.”

“What a good man.” Miranda looked at Steven excitedly and happily. “He’s so handsome. You and Stephie are a match made in heaven.”

Steven gazed at me deeply and smiled.

I felt momentarily dazed.

Which… Which was the real him?

“That’s not possible… He can’t be Steven Lincoln!” Kelvin was obviously unhappy to be embarrassed.

He was supposed to be the star of the reunion. Unfortunately, Steven’s arrival had captured

everyone’s attention.

Even Ann seemed impressed by Steven.

Of course, he’d hate to have his limelight stolen. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

I raised my eyebrows as I observed Kelvin and Ann.

Ann was staring dumbfounded at Steven. She was probably feeling regretful that she wasn’t the one who married into the Lincolns.

I sneered. It was too late for regrets now.

“If I’m not Steven, who is? You?” Steven growled as he shielded me behind him.

I raised my head to look at him. Even though I was just a puppet to him, a substitute for Stephanie, I still enjoyed feeling protected.

Before my death, I had wished that Michael would protect me and give me a home one day.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t give me any of that.

“Hmph, you’ve invested a lot to attend this reunion, Stephany. Everyone knows that Steven Lincoln is a dimwit, a psycho. You should’ve found someone who can play the role better. He can’t be Steven Lincoln.”

Kelvin sneered. “I’ve been to the Lincolns‘ place, and I’ve seen Steven Lincoln. He’s just a dirty crazy dimwit.”

“That’s right, Stephany. How could you get someone to pretend to be your husband?” the other people chimed in.

I scoffed. “He’s my husband. Do I need you to help me identify him? What a joke.”

“What is this ruckus about?” Another bunch of people entered through the door.

I frowned. I was immediately wary as my fingers dug into Steven’s arm.

Those were not Stephany’s classmates. They were Miranda’s students from Michael’s batch.