Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 640

There had to be something else going on.

And what was the one thing he had denied her? The Uling herb.

“They want Mr. Harrison Lancaster dead, don’t they?”

Dennis’s pupils contracted. Anastasia saw his reaction and knew she had hit the mark again.

Instantly, her face turned to ice.

The people behind this were targeting Harrison.

It seemed the news that Harrison’s illness might be curable had made someone very nervous.

When Anastasia emerged from the break room, her expression was grim. She motioned for Logan, but before she could speak, Joseph hurried over.

“Ms. Sterling, there’s a gentleman at the gate asking for you.”

Anastasia’s eyelid twitched.

Who could have tracked her down here?

And it was so late—almost ten at night.

For some reason, a terrible premonition washed over her. She took a step back and gave Marcus a shove. “You go see who it is.”

Marcus was no fool. He wasn’t going.

“He’s not here for me. Why should I go?”

Logan asked, “What is the gentleman’s name?”

Joseph, confused by their reactions, replied, “The gate guard just called. He didn’t give a name. I can ask them to check…”

Before he could finish, Anastasia’s phone rang.

Seeing “Hubby” on the screen, her last sliver of hope vanished.

She answered tentatively. Before she could speak…

“Come out.” Harrison’s deep, magnetic voice was an undeniable command.

Anastasia swallowed hard.

The door shut behind her with a solid thud that made her heart jump.

“Ahem, Hubby, what are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?” he echoed with a soft, humorless laugh. His long, strong fingers took hold of her chin, forcing her to look at him. “You tell me.”

Tell him? What was she supposed to say?

Anastasia didn’t dare make a sound.

Seeing her guilty eyes darting around, Harrison’s grip tightened slightly. “Scared now, are we?”

“Scared of what? I’m just… nervous to see you…”

A sharp pain shot through her cheek.

“Ow!” Anastasia’s bravado crumbled. She threw herself into his arms. “Hubby, I was wrong!”

Harrison’s hand moved to the nape of her neck. “Wrong? And where exactly did you go wrong?”