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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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Picky One

"Wake up!!" Anastasia heard someone yell in her ears, startling her awake as she jumped off the bed in fright, her heart hammering in her chest as her eyes landed on the strange girl she'd met the previous night. 

"What? What is it?" Anastasia asked, glaring at the strange girl. 

"You seemed to have been enjoying your sleep so much, I decided to wake you up so Samantha wouldn't be the one to do that. You should thank me, you know. If she'd been the one to wake you up, you would have been dragged to that dark room and tortured for being tardy," the strange girl blabbed about, getting down from the bed through the attached wooden ladder on the bunk bed. 

Anastasia grabbed her head, feeling the familiar headache resurface due to the strange girl's loud voice. 

She glanced around the room, noticing the little light that spilled through the curtains, which made the room look brighter than the previous night she'd arrived.