Revenge After Death

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"Sure. I'll spread the news about Steven being here to Genome Society and the Rebels, then. I'll make sure everyone knows about it," I said calmly without any hint of emotions.

Linda stared at me in shock. Her voice trembled as she said, "You truly have no emotions. Do you know because of you, Steven is now..."

She couldn't continue her words without choking on a sob. "He's still not out of danger completely, yet you actually want him dead?"

"He's the only person who's met the mastermind of Genome Society. Of course, I want to see him. Don't tell me you're that naive to think that I came here just because I love him?"

Linda's eyes were reddened as she said, 'I knew it! You're undeserving of his love! He loved you so much and was even willing to sacrifice himself for you countless times!'

"I'm indeed undeserving, but the one he loves will still be me-not you. It'll never be you in this lifetime or the next," I said, taunting her. 'You only have three seconds left to reconsider. Three... Two... One!"

Linda anxiously yelled, 'I-I'll bring you to him!"

I took a deep breath and followed behind her. "Don't try to play games with me. If I can't leave or fail to go back before a certain time, my men will inform Genome Society that Steven is here, and you and the people from the asylum have been harboring him."

Linda gave me the stink eye, yet all I could think about was to hurry to see Steven.

She brought me to the morgue, passing a long hallway before entering a basement. There was a sterile ward in the basement, and Steven was lying deathly pale on a hospital bed.

I subconsciously quickened my footsteps. Even though I was trying to stay calm, my heavy breathing gave away how I was feeling. My heart was beating rapidly.

Until I saw Steven, I didn't believe I could feel 'emotions'-especially love. To me, love seemed intangible and beyond my understanding.

But there he was, lying barely alive and pale. I felt beyond heartbroken, wishing that it was me lying there instead.

"He barely managed to stay alive. He even had to blow off one of his legs in order to gain the trust of Genome Society,' Linda whispered, her gaze wavering as she placed her fingers on the glass.

I could tell she really loved Steven, but it was impossible for me to let her have him.

"Is he out of danger yet?" I asked coldly.

Linda frowned and refused to talk to me.

I walked into the sterilization room for disinfection. I was about to enter the ward when Linda stopped me. The phantom pain is keeping him from falling asleep, and we've just gotten him to do so. Please don't be so cruel to him. Let him rest, even if just for a little while."

I looked at her coldly and said, "It's also time for you to rest for now."

She was taken aback. Before she could yell for help, I covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

I removed the card from Linda's neck before entering the ward. Steven was in a deep sleep, likely due to the anesthesia they'd administered

I stood by the hospital bed and stared at the face that had appeared countless times in my dreams. I leaned down to kiss him. "I've finally found you, Steven."

My fingers trembled as I touched his leg. What had once been a long, slender leg was now missing from the knee down.

He was so cruel to himself. All this just to leave behind fragments of his "body" and a blown-off limb.

"Who gave you the right to do this? You're mine. Every part of your body is also mine! How dare you hurt yourself like this?" I was choked with emotions as I gripped the blanket, my body trembling.

Steven lay asleep serenely, his long lashes gently fluttering.

I took a deep breath before kissing his pale face once again. 'It's time to go home, Steven. You've already done enough. Let me finish off the rest on my own."

I loved him so much.