Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 27

Annoyance flickered in Alice’s eyes as she hammered out a reply on her laptop.

[Alice: Sorry, something came up. I can’t give you a ride after all. *crying emoji*]

Upstairs, Anastasia hurried into her bedroom, carefully set the bouquet of flowers in place, and then headed back down. To her surprise, Harrison was still waiting in the living room.

She hesitated for a moment, then crossed the room and sank into the armchair beside him—the seat closest to where he sat.

“Did you put the flowers away?” Harrison asked.

“Mhm!” Anastasia nodded, then her delicate brows knitted together in worry. “I just hope they don’t wilt too quickly. Maybe I should find a bigger vase and add more water? That way, at least they’d stay fresh a bit longer.”

Harrison’s stern expression softened as he watched how seriously she considered the fate of those flowers. Clearly, she cared about them—a lot.

“Why were you upset this morning?” His voice was gentler now.

Caught off guard, Anastasia glanced at him, then pouted and muttered something under her breath.

“What was that?” Harrison leaned in, not quite catching her words.

She looked up, her voice louder and full of indignation. “I said, why did you let Alice change your bandages last night?”

Her cheeks puffed out in frustration. “You have a wife, don’t you? How could you let another woman do something like that? Shouldn’t you at least act like a married man?”

Logan, who’d been quietly sipping water nearby, choked mid-swallow.

Both Anastasia and Harrison turned to look at him.

Harrison narrowed his eyes ever so slightly.

Logan stiffened, quickly set down his glass, grabbed a stack of files, and put on his most professional face. “Uh, Mr. Lancaster, I’ll just go put these in the study.”

He beat a hasty retreat, not daring to linger in case the newlywed Mr. Lancaster decided he was in the way.

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