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My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner

Anastasia Harrison, a young woman abused by her cruel family, thought her life was over when they forced her to marry Richard, the sleazy black sheep of the wealthy Wallace family. Meanwhile, her favored younger sister, Michelle, was set to marry Xavier, the elder brother, who was a CEO. Yet, an error at city hall ended up swapping their names on their respective marriage certificates. "What is this?! How are you married to Xavier Wallace?" "You're not getting any food or water until you sign the divorce papers!" To add fuel to the fire, the old Mr. and Mrs. Harrison passed away, leaving all their assets to Anastasia and not the rest of the family. This drove the Harrisons to their breaking point. To trade for a peaceful life, Anastasia was willing to leave her inheritance and leave the family, but the Harrisons had other plans in mind. They wanted to get rid of her. Permanently. However, it was by a stroke of luck that Anastasia was found by her new husband, Xavier, before her family succeeded. Determined to get her revenge, she struck a deal with Xavier. "Continue to be my wife and I will help you get your revenge!"

Sour_corn · Urban
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409 Chs

Big Booty

"Let's cut to the chase, Olivia. You and I both know you're not going to apologize or anything. So what do you want from me?" Allison asked, her hands tightly wrapped around a certain object as she waited for Olivia's response.

"What are you talking about, Allison? I brought you here so that I can apologize to you properly," Olivia tried to convince her with the sweetest voice. Unfortunately for her, the person who stood before her knew her all too well to believe she would actually apologize. "I do regret everything I've done to you," she added.

Allison stared at Olivia in silence for a few seconds, puzzled by the strange look in her eyes. Unable to shake the feeling that Olivia was staring at something behind her, she turned to glance over her shoulder, expecting to see someone—or something—there. But when she looked, the hallway was completely empty. Not a single soul in sight.