Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 36

“Anastasia, how are you getting home? Don’t tell me you’re taking an Uber?”

“No way, right? Are you seriously telling us your hubby doesn’t even have a car?”

Their mocking voices floated over, but Anastasia only lifted her eyelids lazily.

“Whether my husband has a car or not is none of your business. Maybe focus on finding a boyfriend of your own instead of obsessing over mine?”

Just then, someone passing by overheard and shot a curious glance at Penelope and her friends, their expression a mix of surprise and amusement.

“You—!” The girl who’d spoken earlier flushed crimson, whether from anger or embarrassment it was impossible to tell. “Who cares about your husband? Like anyone would want your loser of a hubby, the one who never shows his face, doesn’t know how to behave in public, and can’t even afford a car!”

Anastasia’s lips twitched, her expression turning briefly odd.

—Mr. Lancaster, a good-for-nothing who can’t show his face or afford a car?

If only he could hear them now! She shot Penelope a sidelong glance.

None of these girls knew who she’d married, but Penelope certainly did. These rumors didn’t start themselves. There was no way Penelope was innocent in all this—she clearly couldn’t stand to see Anastasia doing well.

“Just to clear things up,” Anastasia lifted her chin, pride flickering in her voice, “my husband is better looking than anyone you know and could outshine anyone in a crowd. As for cars—God knows how many he owns, but I’m sure it’s more than what you’ve got sitting in your garage. Of course you’re not interested—you’d never have a shot anyway!”

One of the girls scoffed. “Yeah, right! If his garage is so full, why isn’t he here picking you up? You’re still stuck calling a ride like the rest of us.”

Anastasia was about to retort, when suddenly—

“Ma’am.”

A deep, respectful voice cut in from behind.

Anastasia spun around in surprise to find Logan standing there, dressed impeccably as always.

She blinked. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to drive you home, of course,” he replied, gesturing towards the car parked nearby.

Anastasia glanced over and her eyes widened with delight.

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