Summary of Chapter 598 – A turning point in Revenge is My Love Language by Arlene Zade
Chapter 598 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Revenge is My Love Language, written by Arlene Zade. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
“Mom… Grandma…” Benson’s voice was weak.
“You’re awake! Are you in any pain?” Murray moved closer, his face etched with concern.
“I’m fine…” Benson replied, his gaze sweeping over the crowded room in confusion. “Why is everyone here? What happened?” His head throbbed as he tried to remember. He had been in the car, and then nothing.
“Do you remember being bitten by a snake years ago?” Winni asked, her eyes welling up. “The toxin never fully left your system, and it flared up. You collapsed, and the hospital couldn’t do anything. If it weren’t for Anastasia, I thought I was going to lose you…”
She glanced at Anastasia, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her. She had once adored this niece, but after her miscarriage, that love had curdled into a deep-seated resentment. She never thought she would look at Anastasia with anything but disdain again, yet here she was, owing her son’s life to her. Winni opened her mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t come.
The rest of the family also turned their gaze to Anastasia.
“We owe you a great deal for this,” the old man said, his tone uncharacteristically gentle.
Standing calmly beside Harrison, Anastasia showed no trace of arrogance. “It was the right thing to do,” she said simply. “I’m just glad Benson is awake.”
Mrs. Brennan beamed, gripping Anastasia’s hand with pride and gratitude, her love for her granddaughter overflowing.
“I knew Anastasia was the best!” Juliet declared proudly.
“Lauren did,” Anastasia cut in smoothly. “She also claimed she was the one who sent the medicine that saved you. So now that you’re awake, Benson, why don’t you tell us what really happened? I’d rather not have a murder attempt pinned on me.”
“Lauren?” Benson’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about? Anastasia had nothing to do with it. Why would you say that?”
The family’s collective gaze fell on Lauren, their eyes filled with disbelief. Even after all her recent deceptions, they couldn’t quite fathom that she would stoop to such a vile accusation.
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