Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 607

*What did he want to ask?*

Benson’s gaze settled on her face, a storm of emotion swirling in his eyes. "I want to ask you, if you never wanted to acknowledge me as your cousin, why did you save me five years ago?"

Ever since he’d learned she was his true savior, he hadn't known what to feel. He hadn't slept a wink the entire night.

Anastasia hadn't expected this question. Thinking back, she felt a pang of guilt. "I was foolish back then, deceived by Nora Sinclair and her daughter. I misunderstood all of you and didn't want to be close... but I never intended to disown you. No matter what, you were still my cousin. When I heard you were in danger, how could I not help?"

She didn't mention how frantic she had been, how she had suffered to find the right herbs, or how she had nearly gotten lost on the mountain.

"You never intended to disown me? Then what about the gifts I sent to the Sterling estate? The ones you threw in the trash?"

Anastasia froze. "What gifts? Thrown in the trash? When?" She searched her memory. Had that ever happened?

"Your birthday gift," Benson said, his eyes fixed on her.

It was the first year after Cecilia Brennan's death. He had worried endlessly about her, a young girl who had lost her mother only to have her father quickly remarry. He was terrified she was being mistreated at the Sterling home.

He had rushed back from school, only to learn that his grandparents and parents had brought her to the Brennan estate for her birthday, but she had run back to the Sterlings, refusing to ever return.

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