The Light on My Way to Revenge

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In the next few days, I took orders crazily to earn money while Jonathan delivered food and medicine on time. My stepmother's sudden arrival broke the peace.

She looked exhausted with saggy eye bags, a sallow face, greasy hair, and wrinkled clothes. She looked like she hadn't slept or showered in days.

I secretly sent a Whatsapp message to "I'm Doomed", asking him how he was doing.

About three minutes later, he texted back: "I lost badly."

I deleted the chat history, sat upright on the sofa, and lowered my head obediently.

"Did she take a pregnancy test?" My stepmother was restless, but she tried her best to pretend to be calm.

"We'll do that in a few days," Jonathan replied calmly.

My stepmother nodded perfunctorily and looked up at the second floor. "Shirl, come upstairs with me. I want to have a word with you."