Revenge After Death

Chapter 621

The man on the bed looked at Daisy. He replied helplessly, "You asked me if I've ever loved you or if I've always treated you as her substitute. You asked me to give you an answer once I woke up."

Daisy's reddening eyes were full of excitement. After getting a satisfying answer, she started anticipating the answer to her question. She wanted to know how Miguel would answer her.

Miguel sighed as he looked at Daisy. "We're husband and wife. I wouldn't have needed to hold on for so long if I only treated you as her substitute. I'm just worried that you might end up on the wrong path. You shouldn't be doing this-"

He looked at his own pair of hands. "You've made a mistake, Daisy. You shouldn't be doing such things... This is destroying humanity!"

Daisy held onto Miguel's hand and shook her head. "I'm selfish, but it's worth doing it."

I chuckled coldly and took a step back. As expected, he was now Miguel and not Michael.

Of course, it would seem worthy for Daisy everything was in a youthful state now that Miguel was occupying a youthful body.

"He's now in a youthful state, but just look at yourself, Daisy. No matter how well you maintain your over 50-years-old body, the both of you will still look like mother and son at most," I said, clenching my fists.

I had thought of the many possible ways someone like Michael could die, yet I never imagined that he was only someone else's vessel.

I took a deep breath, feeling all of my hatred suddenly evaporating. I felt more pity than hatred toward him now.

Michael was a pitiful person who couldn't even be considered a complete person. He, too, had been manipulated even from before his birth.

That was why he was so paranoid and self-righteous. He never understood what love was, much less what to think about love.

Daisy eyed me coldly, as if only remembering us then.

"The experiment is a success, Steven. You've created a miracle." She ignored me completely and looked at Steven with a crazed gaze. It was as if she had struck a gold mine with him.

"Can we leave now?" Steven asked in a low voice.

"Of course, you can." Daisy smiled and gestured for her men to get on to it. Her men walked over to blindfold us and stuffed earplugs into our ears.

She was very alert. She made sure we couldn't find the location of the laboratory despite letting us go.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I took Ashton's and Xan's hands while Steven pulled me close on the shoulders. We then followed the laboratory staff out.

We got into a car soon after. The journey took around three hours before we reached home. But I was certain that they took the long way on purpose.

The four of us got out of the car after our blindfolds and earplugs were removed. It felt tense.

A living person like Michael was just replaced like that. Yet people might think reincarnation was a joke or myth-something that was impossible to happen.

"I've memorized the location of the laboratory, Mom," Ashton whispered as he looked up.

I looked at him in surprise. "How did you figure out where we were when they made us wear earplugs and blindfolds?"

"It's my sense of direction." Ashton pointed at the spot between his brows.

"His pineal gland is more developed than ours," Steven explained on behalf of Ashton. "Some scientists have suggested that the pineal gland evolved from what was supposed to be the human's 'third eye.' It can sense external things and directions.

"Ashton's and Xan's pineal glands are much more developed than a normal human's. They can sense direction through the spot between their brows."

Astonished, I gave Ashton a thumbs-up.