Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 144

Back when she’d brazenly swapped out the invitations, it had never even crossed her mind that the plan might fail.

In her perfect scenario, everything would go smoothly—Anastasia would be finished, and Mr. Harrison Lancaster would be so grateful, he’d barely have time to thank her, let alone question the invitation switch.

But now, nothing was going the way she’d imagined.

Anastasia was completely unscathed. Instead, it was her so-called best friend, Nora—what a snake! She’d treated Nora well, but Nora had snuck into her husband’s bed behind her back.

Still, as much as she wanted to rage about Nora seducing her husband, that scandal was nothing compared to the bigger problem: their entire plot against Anastasia was about to come to light.

At this point, unless Mr. Harrison Lancaster was a complete fool, he’d know exactly what they’d tried to do to Anastasia.

The realization drained every drop of color from Mrs. Archer’s face. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

“M-Mr. Lancaster…”

Her voice shook uncontrollably.

“I expect the Archer family to give me an explanation—one that spares my anger and your family’s disappearance.”

His voice was low and smooth, but his words sent a chill through everyone in the room.

As soon as he finished speaking, Harrison turned away, his hand firmly holding his young wife’s, and left without another glance.

Mr. Archer’s shoulders sagged, as if he’d aged ten years in the blink of an eye.

When he turned and saw his daughter-in-law finally struck by fear, his gaze turned cold as ice.

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On the drive back to Rosewood Manor,

Anastasia looked at Harrison, puzzled. “Honey, how did you end up coming here?”

No matter how she thought about it, the Archer family didn’t have nearly enough influence to get him here.

Harrison didn’t bother hiding anything. He handed her the invitation.

His grip around her wrist was so tight it felt like he might crush her bones. It hurt, but when she tried to wriggle free, it was useless.

“So you really don’t want to stay with me?” His voice was tight, lips pressed into a thin, severe line.

Anastasia could tell—he was upset. No, more than that. He was angry.

“I didn’t mean it like that…” she mumbled, a little aggrieved. “The university’s so far from the house. If I don’t stay in the dorms, I’ll spend almost four hours commuting every day.”

She watched his face carefully, and after only a moment’s hesitation, gave in. “If you don’t want me living on campus, then I won’t. Please don’t be mad…”

She felt the tension in his arms gradually ease. He was starting to believe her.

Up front, Logan silently cursed himself. Of all the topics he could’ve chosen, why did he have to mention this one?

Trying to smooth things over, he added quickly, “Mr. Lancaster, Kingsbridge University really is quite a distance from Rosewood Manor…”

Anastasia felt Harrison’s grip on her wrist finally relax.