What Happens in Chapter 254 – From the Book Revenge is My Love Language
Dive into Chapter 254, a pivotal chapter in Revenge is My Love Language, written by Arlene Zade. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
Harrison’s eyes were cold and steely. “Isn’t she up now?”
Sweat trickled down Mary’s temples.
“I gave the order,” he said, his voice icy. “If you think Alice got off too easy, come talk to me yourself.”
Leaving that frigid warning hanging in the air, he bent down and swept the girl from the wheelchair into his arms, carrying her toward the car in long, decisive strides.
Anastasia lay draped over his shoulder, glancing back. Mary stood rooted to the spot, face ashen, too terrified to follow.
That’s the power of my hubby, Anastasia thought with a tiny, satisfied smile.
Her uninjured foot swung lazily in the air. But as she settled into the back seat, she happened to glance out the window and noticed something odd—Mary didn’t look as devastated as before. In fact, there was a strange satisfaction in her expression, as if she’d accomplished exactly what she came for. The blood on her forehead remained, untouched.
But wasn’t she here to plead for her daughter Alice? Harrison hadn’t budged an inch—so what goal had she achieved?
Anastasia narrowed her eyes, suspicion flickering.
She was still lost in thought when Harrison’s voice broke the silence. He addressed Logan up in the passenger seat. “Logan, care to explain why you were at Kingsbridge University today?”
Anastasia snapped back to reality.
Logan had taken the day off to help her—was Harrison angry about that?
Logan jolted in his seat, clearly uneasy. “Well, uh, I was just helping the lady with something…”
In truth, all Anastasia had asked was for Logan to bring Mary to Kingsbridge University. He’d had no idea what was going on until he arrived and overheard the students gossiping, only then learning how they’d twisted the story about her. How could he just stand by? Once he understood, he’d grabbed a microphone from a nearby classroom and set things straight.
“Logan did the right thing!” Anastasia blurted out before Harrison could scold him, her tone earnest. “If it wasn’t for him, everyone at school would still be calling me homewrecker! You can’t blame him, Hubby. In fact, you ought to give him a bonus!”
Harrison glanced at her, expression unreadable.
Would she really have been unable to clear her name without Logan? He doubted it. Judging by how calm she’d been, she had everything under control from the start.
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