Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 367

She found herself utterly captivated by him—her heart skipped a beat just looking at him.

Having him defend her when she was in the right was wonderful, of course. But nothing compared to the way he always stood behind her, no matter the circumstances. That unwavering, almost unreasonable loyalty—that was what truly moved her.

Harrison’s gaze returned to her, the former chill in his eyes melting away completely.

He reached out, gently ruffling her hair, then bent down to brush a soft kiss against her temple.

She was his treasure; protecting her wasn’t some extraordinary favor—it was simply what he was meant to do. How could she see it as anything special?

Was it because her own family had never offered her love or shelter? Was that why she cherished even these tiny gestures of affection so much?

In that moment, the cold, iron-hearted Mr. Harrison Lancaster tasted for the first time what it meant to ache for someone.

And the more he hurt for his little wife, the deeper his contempt grew for the Sterlings.

Gabriel shuddered under Harrison’s icy stare, snapping out of his earlier shock. Regret gnawed at him—if he’d known his daughter had such a talent for winning a man’s heart, if he’d realized she could actually tame Harrison Lancaster, he never would have treated her so coldly in the past!

Without a trace of mercy, he kicked Penelope in the shin. “Well? Get on with it! Or do you need a formal invitation?!”

Finally, Penelope dropped to her knees. Tears filled her eyes, her fingernails digging into her palms as she looked up at Anastasia, who stood so tall and untouchable before her, with Harrison by her side treating her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. The pain in Penelope’s chest felt like poison, burning her from the inside out.

Behind them, Nora’s eyes blazed with hatred. How could this be? How could she allow her own daughter to kneel before Anastasia?

Back then, even Cecilia had always lost to her. How could her daughter be forced to kneel to Cecilia’s child?

“I’m sorry. I was wrong…” Penelope forced out the words, each syllable bitter with humiliation.

Anastasia swung her legs idly from where she sat on the sofa, her voice sweet and innocent as she looked up at her husband. “Darling, should I forgive her?”

Harrison’s answer came with affectionate indulgence. “It’s entirely up to you, Ana. If you don’t want to forgive her, then she can stay on her knees as long as you please.”

Penelope nearly collapsed at those words.

Gabriel and Nora immediately turned to Anastasia, their nerves stretched tight, desperate for her response.

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