Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 774

But a smile still crept onto her lips, and her steps became much lighter.

Back in the hotel lobby, the men watched Harrison leave, their gazes fixed on his hand intertwined with the young woman's and the gentle expression on his face as he turned to her. They were all amazed.

"So that's Mr. Lancaster's mysterious wife?"

"I never thought I'd see the day. The formidable Harrison Lancaster waiting for so long, wasting all that time, just to go home with his wife..."

Meanwhile, upstairs.

As soon as Shirley entered the room, she overheard her father and aunt discussing a doctor. She listened for a moment and then exclaimed in shock, "Was Anastasia, the woman who just left, here to treat Grandma?!"

"Yes, but she didn't have any real skill, so I sent her away," Cheryl replied casually. "Shirley, you know her?"

"You sent her away? Auntie, you didn't say anything too harsh, did you?!" Shirley's voice shot up, her face a mask of fear.

Her overly dramatic reaction made both Nelson and Cheryl turn to look at her.

"I might have said a few unpleasant things, but they were true... What's wrong?" Cheryl looked at her strangely. "Is this Anastasia someone we can't afford to offend? But she's just a doctor, right? Surely the West family has no reason to fear her?"

Of course we can't afford to offend her!

Shirley's heart sank.

"What do you mean 'just a doctor'? Don't you know she's Harrison Lancaster's treasured wife?!"

"What?!" Cheryl and Nelson exclaimed in unison, their faces paling.

At the Lancaster estate.

Anastasia was reading when she was told the Wests had come to apologize.

Cheryl's heart pounded. If she had been unwilling to believe it before, seeing Anastasia's intimate posture with Harrison Lancaster now left no room for doubt. This Anastasia was truly Harrison Lancaster's wife!

She quickly said, "I wasn't aware that you were Mrs. Lancaster, so I was rather offensive..."

She presented the expensive gift she had prepared for her visit. "This is a small token of my apology. I hope you'll accept it."

So it was because she found out about her identity.

Anastasia felt a flicker of disappointment. It seemed that if she didn't have Harrison as her backer, Cheryl would have never realized she had been "offensive."

Shaking her head inwardly, she didn't refuse the gift and had a maid take it.

Cheryl breathed a sigh of relief, but a part of her still clung to her pride. She had come today only out of fear of offending Harrison Lancaster, not because she truly believed the West family had done anything wrong.

Worried that Anastasia might take advantage of the situation and insist on treating her mother, she immediately added in a casual tone—