Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 370

Harrison: "…"

Anastasia: "…"

Logan, off to the side: "…"

For a moment, the air was heavy with silence. Then, suddenly, Anastasia whipped her head around—and there was Marcus, sitting in his wheelchair, who no one had noticed arriving.

She forced down the urge to glare at him, pasting on a sweet, almost angelic smile. "You were so far away. What could you possibly have seen?"

Marcus blinked innocently. "Far away? Not really! Besides, my eyesight's just fine. Harrison's face looked spotless to me…"

Anastasia: "…"

Mr. Jackson, always competitive, looked like he wanted to add something more. But just then, Harrison glanced over at him—a chill in his eyes that had nothing to do with praise.

Marcus’s words died in his throat.

"Alright, Ana, could you finish helping me clean up?" Harrison turned his gaze back, his face as composed as ever.

Anastasia: "…"

Meeting his amused eyes, she suddenly realized—he’d seen right through her little act from the start.

"…Oh. Sure."

Trying to swallow her embarrassment, she rose on tiptoe and pressed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"There! All clean now," she declared, cheeks flushed but feigning nonchalance.

Harrison’s lips curled into a small smile. "Thank you, Ana."

Marcus: "…"

It hit him a moment too late—he’d just made a fool of himself.

As the realization dawned, Anastasia shot him a murderous glare.

Wasn’t Mr. Jackson supposed to be a notorious flirt, a heartbreaker with women all over the place? How did he manage to be so oblivious just now?

Marcus coughed, looking away awkwardly. Well, he’d only just woken up—his brain was still a bit foggy, right?

He changed the subject. "So, Harrison, you two are having fun out here and didn’t think to invite me?"

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