Chapter 213 – Highlight Chapter from Revenge is My Love Language
Chapter 213 is a standout chapter in Revenge is My Love Language by Arlene Zade, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.
He didn’t say another word.
The drive back to the apartment was silent, but Anastasia’s nerves hadn’t settled. She kept replaying everything in her mind, trying to figure out what had happened. Was it just because of what happened at the hotel? But there was nothing between her and Samuel—Harrison had seen that for himself, hadn’t he? So why was he still acting so strange?
When they got out of the car, she clung to him, refusing to let go. In a muffled voice, she said, “Carry me inside, hubby.”
Harrison didn’t reply right away. After a couple of seconds, he scooped her up just as she wanted.
His steps were steady as he carried her home.
Anastasia’s anxiety eased a little. She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, nuzzling close, unwilling to let go.
After that, Harrison didn’t show any other signs of oddness.
But around eleven, he went downstairs alone. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time, scattering cigarette butts on the balcony before finally turning to Logan and saying, “Get rid of that recording.”
Logan looked up in shock. “Mr. Lancaster…?”
He understood exactly what Harrison meant—he wanted the recording destroyed, as if it had never existed.
Logan was stunned. He’d witnessed Harrison’s rage when he first heard the audio, saw his cold determination as he rushed to the hotel. He’d even worried for Anastasia, fearing what Harrison might do.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Harrison to restrain himself—let alone erase the evidence.
Harrison Lancaster had never tolerated betrayal. Yet this time, he was choosing to let it go?
“Do it,” Harrison ordered, offering no explanation. He turned and headed back to his study.
Logan could hardly believe it—as much for Harrison as for himself.
On the way to the hotel, he’d been sure Harrison would show no mercy, would make that girl pay for betraying him. But when she clung to Harrison, all Logan saw was how much Harrison couldn’t bear to hurt her.
As Harrison’s figure disappeared upstairs, Logan was about to leave when a slender silhouette appeared from the shadows by the staircase.
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