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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

Stalked By Her Worst Nightmare

"What happened?" Selene questioned when they kept on looking at her with wide eyes. "Did the cats catch your tongues?"

"You only have the mouth to talk like this because you have the Wallace brothers by your side," Miranda spat out of jealousy. 

Since she started seeing Xavier at the set, bringing Selene food a few times, she had begun wearing even skimpier dresses, trying to catch his attention, but Xavier only had eyes on Selene which annoyed her because she believed Selene wasn't even half as good-looking as her. 

Selene smiled at Miranda's words. 

"Why? Are you jealous? Are the politicians whose beds you are warming not satisfying you enough?" She asked 

Selene didn't bother to hold back since the two didn't hold back while they were talking to her. 

She could hear murmurs from around them, but she didn't care if it was a good or a bad comment. People were allowed to think what they wanted to think about her.