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Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 190

Anastasia stood up as if nothing had happened. “Honey, I’m going to drop off my backpack, okay?”

Harrison glanced at her. “Go ahead.”

Marcus sat in his wheelchair. It would have been much easier for him to stay on the first floor, but he had insisted on a third-floor room just because he liked the view. Harrison hadn’t objected—after all, the house had an elevator.

Anastasia’s study was on the third floor as well.

She ambled upstairs, and just as she reached the landing, she nearly bumped into Marcus, who was about to enter his room.

He flashed a charming smile and waved. “Hey, sis-in-law.”

That title sounded a bit odd to Anastasia. “Just call me by my name,” she replied.

Marcus raised an eyebrow. “Stasia?”

Instantly, Anastasia’s expression turned frosty. “That one’s off-limits.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s what my husband calls me. It’s exclusive to him.”

Marcus blinked, momentarily speechless. Of all things, he hadn’t expected to get a taste of Harrison and Anastasia’s public displays of affection.

Anastasia took a step closer, then stopped abruptly.

She wrinkled her nose. “What’s that smell on you?”

“Smell?” Marcus hesitated, then realized what she meant. He pulled a cute little sachet from his pocket and dangled it for her to see. “You mean this?”

As the scent grew stronger, Anastasia’s gaze darkened.

Marcus, oblivious, grinned even wider, a touch of sweetness in his voice. “My fiancée gave it to me. Cute, right?”

Having just been forced to witness someone else’s romance, he couldn’t resist showing off his own. “She heard I’ve been having trouble sleeping, so she made it for me herself!”

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