Revenge After Death

Chapter 792

Joel would talk about the monotony of university life and the dullness of military training. He also shared about the women who were pursuing him in class or the university.

Eason shared about the strange cases he encountered as an officer, even mentioning that his germaphobia seemingly got better.

Zion discussed his plans of marrying Rachel and shared details about their home renovation, offering advice on buying and renovating houses.

Ashton and Xan were deeply engrossed in their video games, occasionally calling out for Steven or Stephanie. They would also ask the others for snacks and thank them after.

Stephanie had to admit that Michael had taught them well-at least Xan and Ashton were now polite and well- mannered.

They began to socialize and knew to thank others for troubling them. They started to realize that their peers were no match for them in terms of intelligence. They learned to protect the weak and understood the responsibilities that came with being strong.

Ashton even rescued a stray kitten off the mountain road and secretly brought it back to his room. When Stephanie found out, he pleaded with her to keep the kitten out of worry that she might throw it away.

He leaped in joy after she agreed for him to keep the kitten.

Everything was moving in a better direction now.

"Alright, we've had enough drinks. It's time for us to head back." Eason was sensible enough to know that he might really end up on the floor if he continued drinking.

Their drivers were already waiting downstairs to send Zion, Rachel, Eason, and Joel back

The house fell quiet as Ashton and Xan timely retired to their rooms to sleep.

The evening breeze blew gently outside the balcony, while the starry sky and moon were visible.

"My dream seems to have come true," Stephanie said somewhat hoarsely.

She grew more fearful the happier she felt. She was afraid that such happy days were all but a temporary dream.

"It'll continue to come true," Steven murmured before leaning down to kiss her.

Stephanie lay in his embrace and slowly drifted into slumber.

She found herself back in a familiar dream in her sleep with sunshine, a gentle breeze, and the vast field. She was with Steven while the two children were running around and playing.

Everything seemed so perfect.

However, the sky in Stephanie's dreams suddenly darkened. She looked around anxiously as she yelled for Steven and the two children.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She ran non-stop in the field, her hands were full of blood as she stumbled and fell. There were bodies everywhere, and blood was overflowing.

Ashton and Xan stood amidst the pool of blood and corpses, turning to look back at her. Steven's body was right beneath their feet.

"No!" Stephanie jolted awake abruptly, her breath quickening. She turned on the lamp and massaged her temples. "Stephie?" Steven woke up as well, hugging her. "Did you have a nightmare?"

She nodded and took some sleeping pills from the bedside, downing them with a glass of water.

"Don't be afraid, Stephie. I'm here," Steven said, pulling Stephanie into his embrace.

But they both knew that some things, once out of control, were beyond their ability to fix.

They did not want to live a life on the run, so they could only hope that No. 9 and Jimmy could take down Genome Society's hive and protect them. After all, those from the other regions now knew of the secret of the Reincarnation Project.

Previously, Michael contacted them in order to create confusion to help Stephanie and Steven escape. But at the same time, it also exposed both of their existence.

What Stephanie was worried about now wasn't No. 9-it was that those from the other regions wouldn't let them get away.

She said, "There's also Xan and Ashton. I've never really understood why Andy created so many of them on that cruise ship.

"He trained them using a brutal survival-of-the-fittest method and pitted them against each other, ultimately leaving only the two of them. What exactly was his goal?"

Stephanie had always been wary of Ashton and Xan. She had never trusted them, which was why she was jolted awake from such a nightmare.