Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 668

Anastasia had a good memory and recognized them immediately, greeting them with a smile. “Aunt Debby, Aunt Emily.”

They both responded warmly. Emily’s eyes were full of affection, while Debby, though more reserved, was clearly friendly.

The matriarch held Anastasia’s hand. “Harrison has gone to the office, as you know. After being away for six months, he has a lot to catch up on and might not have much time for you. If you get bored, you can have your aunts take you out.”

The matriarch wished she could take her new granddaughter-in-law out herself, but her age made it difficult. The task fell to her daughters-in-law.

Anastasia discreetly glanced at the two women, wondering why Janice wasn't present, but she nodded obediently. “Of course, Grandmother.”

The old woman’s energy soon faded, and she left to rest, leaving Anastasia with her two aunts.

Emily, with her vibrant personality, immediately took Anastasia’s hand and looked her over. “My, my, Harrison certainly has excellent taste! I never imagined I’d have such a beautiful and charming niece-in-law!”

Debby, whose granddaughter Stella was about the same age as Anastasia, smiled gently and teased, “No wonder Harrison kept you hidden away for so long. He must have been reluctant to share you with the rest of us.”

They asked about Anastasia’s family, and she answered openly. Emily’s expression grew sympathetic, and Debby’s eyes filled with compassion. After some pleasant conversation, Anastasia could see that they were both kind and caring, which explained why the matriarch had chosen them to keep her company.

Feeling more comfortable, Anastasia ventured a question. “Is Aunt Janice not home?”

“And if that wasn't enough,” Emily continued, “her background is one thing, but her character is another. She loves to meddle in all sorts of nasty business. Take Susan, for example. No one in this family respects that woman, yet Janice managed to become her best friend. Can you believe how absurd that is?”

“In short, the woman is bad news. Stay far away from her,” Emily concluded bluntly. “As for calling her ‘Aunt Janice,’ do it if you feel like it, but no one will blame you if you don’t.”

“If you ask me, she doesn’t deserve the title.”

Anastasia understood. She had noticed that this Janice seemed remarkably young to be the mother of Harrison’s four older cousins, but she hadn’t given it much thought, assuming she was a proper second wife. She never would have guessed her origins were so scandalous.