Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 343

“Ninth, Uncle Harrison, I—”

Shirley’s voice trembled; the man’s presence had clearly shaken her, but she still refused to give in. Why shouldn’t she speak to Anastasia this way? After all, she was Harrison’s most favored niece and Aaron’s fiancée! No matter what, could Anastasia really outrank her?

But just as she was about to protest, a sudden jolt of realization struck her. She remembered, with chilling clarity, that when she’d mocked Anastasia earlier, one of Anastasia’s friends had spoken up, boldly claiming Anastasia’s “benefactor” was actually her legal husband.

Shirley’s expression froze.

Could it… could it actually be true?

Anastasia caught the flicker of panic and confusion on Shirley’s face, and her mood soared. She smiled, turned to Harrison, and said lightly, “Darling, I don’t think she has the right to call you Uncle Harrison. What do you think?”

Of course Harrison knew she was being deliberately provocative. Normally, nothing irritated him more than people who tried to use his name for their own gain. But when it came to his young wife, he only found her antics endearing.

A rare softness touched his otherwise severe features as he reached up to gently stroke the back of her neck. “Naturally, whatever you say goes.”

Shirley’s head snapped up in disbelief, her gaze locking onto Harrison.

Even though she’d begun to suspect Anastasia’s true identity, she’d clung to a final sliver of hope. This was Harrison Lancaster, after all—everyone in Riverton knew he had no patience for presumptuous women, especially those who dared meddle in his affairs.

Yet here was Anastasia, openly flaunting his affection, the very kind of behavior Harrison was said to despise. Why wasn’t he furious? Why, instead, did he seem to indulge her?

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