Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 305

Harrison Lancaster had once heard that, apparently, the 14th of every month was considered Valentine’s Day.

The 14th? Valentine’s Day?

Anastasia glanced at her phone calendar—and suddenly, everything clicked.

She had thought about Valentine’s Day, of course. But both Valentine’s Day in February and the so-called “Eastern Valentine’s Day” were long gone, so she’d just let it slip from her mind.

What she’d forgotten was that, in the West, Valentine’s Day is almost a dime a dozen—every 14th could count if you wanted it to. Most people who’ve dated before probably don’t care; they just celebrate February 14th and move on. But her husband? He’d barely dated before—they were each other’s firsts. He didn’t know the unwritten rules. So when he heard “the 14th is always Valentine’s,” of course he took it seriously.

Suddenly, she understood why Harrison seemed a little off today.

He’d taken the time to plan a Valentine’s surprise for her, only for her to completely miss what day it was. That would be bad enough, but it also meant she hadn’t gotten him anything—not even a card.

“Darling—” Anastasia rushed to catch up, grabbing his arm and halting his long stride.

“What is it?” He stopped immediately—her sudden motion made him worry she’d trip over his pace.

His jaw was set, his expression cool. To anyone else, he might have seemed cold, but Anastasia could see the gentleness behind his caution. Her heart melted with sweetness. She didn’t try to defend herself; instead, she spoke softly, “I’m so sorry, darling. I didn’t realize what day it was. I didn’t get you a gift…”

Harrison looked into her clear, beautiful eyes, and any trace of annoyance simply melted away. He turned his gaze aside. “It’s fine,” he said, his tone clipped, as if it didn’t matter—but Anastasia knew better.

If he didn’t care, he wouldn’t have been upset.

He took her hand, about to lead her inside, but she tugged him back.

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