Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 650

The old woman stormed upstairs and began pounding on the bedroom door.

“Harrison, you open this door right now! Who taught you to raise a hand to your wife?!”

“Ana is so much younger than you! If you’re not going to spoil her, the least you can do is not beat her! Have you no heart?!”

Harrison’s cold voice came from within.

“She may be young, but she’s not a child. As her husband, it’s my responsibility to teach her what she can and cannot do. Grandma, stay out of this.”

Anastasia’s wails intensified, sounding utterly pitiful.

But no matter what the old woman said, Harrison was determined to see this through.

When the door finally opened, Anastasia was draped over the sofa, her eyes swollen from crying, still hiccuping with sobs.

The elder Mrs. Lancaster rushed in. “Oh, my dear Ana, where did he hit you? Tell Grandma, and I’ll teach him a lesson!”

Through her tear-blurred vision, Anastasia peeked up. Harrison stood a short distance away, his posture rigid, his expression like stone. He met her gaze with a look that said, *Go on, tell her. But if I don’t like what I hear, we’re not done here.*

Anastasia immediately shrank back, biting back the stinging pain in her rear as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. “He didn’t hit me…”

Who would have thought that she, a grown, married woman, would one day experience the childhood discipline she had always missed out on? She’d never been spanked like this in her life.

Seeing her looking so miserable yet too scared to talk, the old woman was at a loss.

Anastasia sniffled, adding meekly, “It was all my fault. I deserved it…”

Harrison didn’t comment on her response. His voice was still cold as he said, “Grandma, please give us a moment. I’m going to comfort her.”

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