Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 120

She was a medical student in her previous life, no stranger to blood and gore. Yet even she was stunned by the scene before her.

Clapping a trembling hand over her mouth, she spun around and bolted to the bathroom.

The room fell into a suffocating silence.

Logan and the others stood frozen, cold sweat beading on their brows as the air grew heavy and oppressive.

The man’s eyes were cold and shadowed, both godlike and demonic. The moment he saw Anastasia appear, his expression shifted, though she didn’t notice.

She ran.

She fled.

Harrison closed his eyes, then kicked aside the man at his feet and spoke with icy indifference, “Get rid of it.”

He strode toward the bathroom.

Not far away, Thomas watched with a satisfied smile, quickly sending a message:

[Alice, I did you a favor. Anastasia is finished!]

In the bathroom.

Anastasia’s face was pale as paper. She clung to the sink, retching so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.

Harrison’s long strides were unhurried, but relentless as he closed the distance to the bathroom, the sound of her dry heaving echoing in his ears. His chiseled face remained impassive.

No one knew just how cold his heart had grown the instant he saw fear on her face.

Plenty of people feared him—he didn’t care. Many hated his violent ways—he cared even less.

But Ana, his little wife, she was different.

Still, it didn’t matter. From the moment she’d called him “Hubby,” the moment she’d thrown her arms around him, the moment she’d confessed she loved him… she’d lost the chance to ever leave.

For the rest of this life, she was destined to stay by his side.

Harrison’s eyes were as deep and dark as a winter lake, his very presence making it hard to breathe.

“Did I scare you?”

Anastasia had just managed to straighten up when his low voice rumbled in her ear.

She froze, startled, and looked up in panic to find Harrison suddenly beside her.

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