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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!"

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"We're going to start a family together," Anastasia hummed, her head resting on Xavier's chest who managed to squeeze himself inside the bed with her. 

"A huge family to be precise. Like a whole field of soccer team," he joked. Just when those words flew out of his mouth, he felt a weak jab in his stomach. 

"What do I look like to you? A baby-making machine?" She questioned, feigning anger as she glared at him. 

Even so, she couldn't bring herself to imagine pushing out that many babies. Thinking ahead of nine months when she would push out the current one already gave her anxiety. 

"If you want, we can switch and you'll push out the baby. That way, you'll know how difficult it is," she said, then clamped her mouth shut when she realized what she said didn't make any sense. "I only want two babies," she mumbled under her breath, pouting like a kid.