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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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Free Plans?

"I'm sure with what you faced downstairs, you would want to escape from here," the girl continued, which had Anastasia stiffen for a second. 

"Why are you telling me this?" Anastasia questioned without looking back at Avery. 

"Because I can help you get out of this place if you want," Avery sang. 

Anastasia was stunned as she turned to look at Avery, eyes widened in disbelief. But there was confusion in her look as she stared back at Avery with uncertainty. 

Anastasia was desperate to escape, however, she needed to know why Avery—a girl she met a few hours ago, wanted to help her all of a sudden. 

"And why would you want to do that?" Anastasia questioned, cleaning her tears from earlier with the back of her hands. She glanced up at the ceiling to check if the cameras installed were directed at their corner. Luckily for them, it wasn't.