Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 337

Harrison stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, phone pressed to his ear, his posture straight and commanding. There was something about him—an irresistible magnetism that drew women in, impossible to ignore.

His expression was all sharp focus and authority; it was obvious the call concerned something important, and the ruthless decisiveness in his voice was captivating.

But the instant he heard Anastasia call his name, everything about him changed. In less than five seconds, he wrapped up the conversation, slipped his phone into his pocket, and strode across the room to her, gathering her into his arms.

“Who was bothering you?” His deep, resonant voice carried a dangerous chill.

Standing nearby, Logan had no doubt—if Anastasia even whispered a name, whoever it was would pay dearly for it.

But Anastasia simply wrapped her arms around his strong waist and buried her face against him. “Some girls at school look down on me. They’re spreading rumors, saying you’re just my sugar daddy, and that I only call you my boyfriend to cover it up. No one believes me…”

She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes shining with unshed tears, her lips trembling in wounded frustration.

Harrison hesitated, his jaw tightening.

After a moment, he said quietly, “I’ll have Lionel deal with anyone spreading lies about you.”

But Anastasia pouted, clearly dissatisfied. “Sure, they might stop saying it out loud, but it won’t change what they think.”

Of course, Harrison saw right through her. He lowered his gaze, regarding his young wife with a soft sigh. “So, Ana, what do you want to do?”

Her eyes lit up, hope flooding her face. “There’s this girl, Shirley, she’s the one telling everyone you’re just my sponsor, that we’re not actually together. She said she’d only believe it if I brought you to meet her. She’s throwing a party in three days. Hubby, will you come with me?”

Harrison’s eyes darkened. “Ana, we’ve talked about this…”

She knew exactly what he was about to say—that he didn’t want her to endure any more gossip. So she cut him off.

“But they’re already talking!” she protested, meeting his gaze without flinching. “And I’m not afraid of people knowing about us. Honestly, I wish the whole world knew you’re my husband!”

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