My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Is He Your Biological Son?
No one could move, as their eyes settled on Anastasia who was clad in a beautiful black dress, the same one she’d worn when she’d introduced herself as Selene Jones two years ago.

“Why do you look shocked to see me? I told you I was coming back home soon,” Anastasia asked with a smile on her lips.

In the heat of their argument, they hadn’t heard the servant answer the door for her to come inside. At the entrance of the mansion were two guards they couldn’t recognize, which only meant they came with Anastasia.

“What are you doing here?” Robert questioned.

“What am I doing here?” Anastasia asked, her hands folded around her chest as she placed her hands on her chin to wonder. “I came to reunite with my family of course, what else? What happened? Don’t you want me anymore?” She asked innocently.

The unease in their stomachs, which had made it impossible to digest any food earlier, only worsened after Anastasia’s presence in the house.

In their last call with Ana, she said she was coming back to reunite with them—in other words, she was coming to take everything back.

“So, now, where should we start?” Anastasia asked, strolling casually toward the couch. She settled herself comfortably, while everyone else in the room remained tense. Their eyes were locked on her, as if she were a ticking time bomb, ready to detonate the moment they dared to look away.

“Robert Harrison,” Anastasia called. “You don’t seem happy to see that I’m alive and well. Let me give you a tip. When you want to make someone disappear forever, be sure they disappear forever,” she added, a smirk on her lips.

With gritted teeth, Robert barked, “I only made a mistake once, I will be sure not to do it ever again. Do you want to take back everything? There’s nothing here for you to take back. All the properties are in my name. Also, you have no proof about that night. Nothing at all.” His saliva flew everywhere.

Anastasia nodded in understanding and pulled out her phone, then played a recording out loud.

‘Who was the one that wanted to kill Anastasia Harrison?’ A voice questioned.

Everyone in the living room could hear the whimpering voices of the people who were questioned.

‘Answer me!!’

‘I-it was Robert H-Harrison who ordered us to get rid of Anastasia that night. He was with us, b-but then we had a little accident on the way and she fell over a cliff and landed in a thick forest.’ The people from the other side stuttered.

Robert paled since he recognized those voices—it was the voices of the two bodyguards he’d taken with him the day he’d wanted to kill Anastasia.

“Do you recognize those voices, Father?” Anastasia asked, her grin widening as she watched the color drain from Robert’s face. He looked like a man who had just been told the exact date of his demise, frozen with fear and dread.

Robert had just realized that it’d been a while since he saw those two bodyguards around.

“You can’t prove anything with that!” He barked.

“Woah, you’d better be careful, you are sick remember?” Anastasia reminded.

“You’d better delete that recording and no one would get hurt,” Jack threatened.

Just then, Anastasia’s index finger clicked on the screen.

“Oops, I’ve already uploaded it.”

Everyone’s face paled at Anastasia’s words and immediately, their phones started to ring with message notifications. They were getting tagged in the comments section.

“Just what do you want you bitch!!” Amelia questioned, her face red in anger. “You should have just died that day so you’d never come back. Is this how you want to destroy our family?”

Anastasia blinked at Amelia, an evil glint passing through her eyes, and stayed, while a sinister grin stretched on her lips.

Her expression, together with her dress made her look like the devil itself. And now, they realized that they indeed feared for what she would do next.

“Oh Mother, you should be the last one lecturing me about destroying my family. I’m just a student learning from the teacher, which is you,” Anastasia replied.

Amelia frowned, wondering where Anastasia could be heading to.

“To think you were willing to kill your husband all in the name of money—money he didn’t split after I signed all the properties in his name, am I right?”

Silence enveloped the surroundings, while Robert’s eyes snapped to stare at his wife and son in disbelief.

“You can’t possibly believe what she’s telling you, father,” Jack defended. “She had come here to ruin our family and I’m sure she won’t leave until she has accomplished her goals.”

“You are very right, Jack. I won’t leave until I’ve destroyed this family,” Anastasia replied, then she turned to Robert who still couldn’t find words to speak. “However, do you want evidence to prove my claim?”

Amelia paled while Jack sweated profusely; one would think that the air conditioner wasn’t switched on.

“You have no evidence!!” Amelia barked with clenched fists.

‘Anastasia has no evidence, but still, she’s acting like she has one. Hmph…I’ve always been careful. There’s no way she knows…’ Amelia thought to herself as she felt the slightest hope their deed wouldn’t be revealed.

Robert didn’t reply to Anastasia, but the latter continued.

“You can come out now,” Anastasia said. In less than 10 seconds, a servant came out from the kitchen, carrying a bottle along with her. “You see, Amelia, you’ve always been careful but you were not careful enough. Do you even remember when you hired this servant?” Anastasia questioned.

Amelia gritted her teeth as she thought of a way to explain herself, especially when her eyes landed on the bottle the servant was holding—a servant whose face she started seeing around their mansion a few weeks ago, but didn’t bother to ask where she’d come from.

Then Anastasia pulled out a video from her phone and showed it to Robert.

The video revealed Amelia adding poison to Robert’s food before she gave it to him.

Robert’s face looked like that of someone who’d been betrayed—he’d been betrayed by his wife and son. A betrayal he never saw from a mile away—a betrayal he wasn’t expecting at all.

“You wicked woman!” Robert struck her against the cheek, hard as blood painted her lips. “Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine you could do this to me? You betrayed me!!”

“If you already feel betrayed just by finding out that she’s been the one poisoning you,” Anastasia began, her voice laced with dark amusement, “How would you feel if you discovered that the son you appreciated so much—the son you cherished more than anything…”

She trailed off, a wicked glint flashing in her eyes as she locked gazes with Amelia. Amelia shook her head slightly, silently begging her to stop, but Anastasia’s smirk only deepened. “Isn’t your biological son?”