Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 506

Seeing him, an idea sparked in Anastasia’s mind. She threw her arms around his waist. "Lauren is in the hospital. She told the Brennans I hurt her, and now they're demanding I go and apologize. Will you come with me, Hubby?"

If Lauren had people to back her up, well, so did she. And no one could beat her backup.

Harrison's eyes had turned cold the moment she started explaining. At her request, his voice became a blade of ice. "Of course."

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**Thirty minutes later. The hospital.**

Lauren was propped up in bed, looking pale and fragile. Her forehead was bandaged, and a shocking road rash covered her palm and forearm, the kind of injury one gets from being violently shoved to the ground.

Winni sat by her bedside, her face a mixture of pity for Lauren and fury toward Anastasia.

"I know she hates Lauren and thinks Lauren stole what was hers, but isn't that her own fault for being so incompetent?" Winni fumed. "She's so useless. Who else could be the heir if not Lauren?"

Nearby, Mr. Brennan stood leaning on his cane, his expression grim. Murray Brennan’s brow was slightly furrowed, his disapproval of Anastasia evident as he looked at Lauren’s state. Benson Brennan, his face a hard mask, leaned against the windowsill, one hand in his pocket, the other toying with a lighter as he stared silently.

Lauren, her face pale, lowered her eyes, a flicker of triumph in their depths. "Winni, don't say that to Juliet," she said softly. "Anastasia is her cousin. It's only natural for her to take her side."

Juliet was fuming, about to argue further when the sound of steady footsteps approached the door. She recognized the gait instantly from her time with Anastasia and Harrison and rushed to the entrance.

"Anastasia! Harrison!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up with relief when she saw Harrison. With him here, Anastasia wouldn't be bullied.

The mention of Harrison’s name caused a subtle shift in the room. The Brennans all turned toward the door as the footsteps stopped. Anastasia appeared, not alone, but with her arm linked through that of a tall, imposing man.