After I Died, My Ex-girlfriend Came Back For Revenge

In the seventh year after my death, my ex-girlfriend, who had abandoned me, returned in glory.

In order to seek revenge on me, she pressed my blind mother to the ground and made her lick her shoes.

My younger brother would rather be beaten than reveal my whereabouts.

She smiled and said, "Men can also serve others."

Immediately, she asked several big men to surround my brother.

Unable to bear this humiliation, my brother chose to commit suicide.

Before he died, he stared at his ex-girlfriend with red eyes and said to her, "My brother is already dead, he died seven years ago, and the heart you are using now is from my brother."

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In the abandoned warehouse of the suburbs, my brother Victor Lewis, who was injured, was tied up and kneeling in front of Marla Hawk.

"Marla, please, for the sake of my brother's face, let me go..." he pleaded softly to Marla.

Marla sat on the sofa brought by others, holding a glass of red wine and she was listening to Victor's begging with a sarcastic smile on her face.

She stepped on his hand with the heel of her high heels, "I brought you out to meet more people because of your brother's face, right? But now you want me to let you go back? Okay, just let Zac Lewis come out and lick my shoes clean, and I will let you go home and accompany your blind mother."

Despair appeared in Victor's eyes, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Watching this scene beside me, I was feeling extremely painful.

It was not that I wouldn't fulfill the bet by not coming out, but that I was already dead and couldn't fulfill the bet.

Victor tightly bit his lower lip until it bled, and kowtowed to Marla again, "Miss Hawk, my brother really can't come... Please, please spare us for the sake of my parents who treated you so well before..."

But Marla laughed even more happily, and her voice was full of hatred: "Victor Lewis, you are really a good little brother of hers and still refuse to tell me where Zac Lewis is! Then you will suffer for her first."

She clapped her hands, and several tall men came in from outside the door.

She stood up and squatted in front of Victor, "My good little brother, do you know? Men can also serve."

After speaking, she stood up and said to those big men, "Although he's a man, it should also be fun. Pay him afterwards as long as you don't kill him."

The few burly men immediately became excited when they heard it.

I rushed forward like crazy and stood in front of Victor, saying, "No! Stop!'

But it was useless. I could only watch as they passed through my body, reaching out their hands towards my brother.

In the spacious warehouse, Victor's screams echoed inside.

As a soul, I could only watch as my brother was humiliated, unable to do anything.

I knelt in front of Marla, kowtowing to her again and again, begging her to spare him.

But she turned a blind eye, her gaze passing through me and onto Victor.

I watched as Victor's expression changed from fear to despair, and finally to emptiness.

After a while, Victor could no longer make any sound.

When those burly men dispersed, he lifted his head in the stench with his gaze fixing on Marla, and suddenly laughed, "Ha-ha, what a crazy person, Marla! If my brother knew how you treated me, he wouldn't definitely spare you."

Marla curled up her mouth with a sarcastic smile: "Come on, even though you have become like this, your so-called good brother who will never let me go hasn't appeared yet, why?"

Victor wiped the dirt off his face and laughed even louder, "Marla Hawk, you will never see my brother in your lifetime. Even if I die, I won't tell you where he is, because you don't deserve it."