My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Recognized Her
By the time both Turac and Tibo were done, Anastasia had fallen completely silent. Not a single sound escaped her lips. She was too consumed by the excruciating pain radiating between her legs, her mind numb to everything else.

“That should teach you a lesson,” Samantha sneered, spitting on Anastasia before turning her sharp gaze to the girls who had remained silent the entire time. They flinched when their eyes met hers, immediately lowering their heads in fear. “I expect to see you girls in the other room soon. Don’t waste my time.” She then pointed at Anastasia, her voice filled with contempt.

“And you—I expect to see you there as well. Now hurry up and change.” With that, she turned on her heel, her sharp footsteps echoing in the room as she left, leaving a suffocating tension in her wake.

Anastasia was still on the table, and it took most of her strength before she was able to cover her nakedness with the pieces of her ragged clothes left.

The girls had already left the dining room, together with Tito and Tupac, slapping each other’s hands for the good job done, leaving Anastasia and Michelle alone.

Michelle stared at Anastasia as she slowly got down from the table, biting back on the pain and resisting the urge to cry any more than she had already done. Besides, it wasn’t going to magically open a door she could use to magically escape.

“What, my dear Anastasia? Are you feeling sad and dejected?” Michelle questioned with a mocking tone. “What happened? I thought you were calling us monsters. What happened to that sharp tongue of yours? Did the cat catch your tongue?” She continued to taunt, only trying to fuel Anastasia’s anger which would get her into more trouble.

Meanwhile, Anastasia was too focused on getting back on her two feet, so she simply ignored Michelle and her words filled with mockery.

“Come back here,” Michelle pulled Anastasia back when she noticed the latter was planning on ignoring her. “Don’t walk out of me when I’m talking to you! I can call back those two pigs and have them teach you a few more lessons! Don’t test my patience.”

“Do I look like I have the strength to test your patience?” Anastasia questioned Michelle, her voice suddenly coming out cold and distant. It was almost like she was talking to Michelle before the latter had lost her memories. “I can see all you want to do is punish me for something I don’t even remember doing. And the fact you killed my child….”

A grin appeared on Michelle’s lips. “Do you think that was the first child you’ve lost?” Michelle dropped the bomb which had Anastasia stiffen for a second. “Oh, that’s right! You’ve lost your memories and you can’t remember anything regarding your past. But let me be a good person today and tell you a few things,” Michelle added, taking a few steps toward Anastasia.

“This…” She started, glaring down at Ana’s big belly. “This isn’t your first miscarriage. I had a hand in killing your first baby. Sadly, I don’t have a hand in this one. It would have been satisfying.”

Then Michelle scoffed, her grin stretching even more, and Anastasia was tempted to wipe it off her face.

Her anger was fueled again, especially after finding out she’d lost two babies. Her stomach churned for different reasons.

“What did I ever do to you?” Anastasia asked, her voice timid and weak as tears pooled in her ears but she blinked them back. This was only her second day here, and she was tempted to give up on escaping. However, something in her mind told her not to.

“What did you do to me? You stole everything I ever owned. Everything that ever belonged to me. You stole the man I was supposed to marry, stole the family that belonged to me, and stole my identity!!” Michelle howled.

Then she composed herself by fixing her hair and wiping the remaining blood on her face with a napkin she’d picked up earlier. “So, don’t judge me for treating you this way. You don’t deserve to be happy.”

Michelle sighed, then breathed in some air as if to calm her raging nerves.

“This is just the beginning, so don’t get tired yet. A lot is going to happen,” she sang as she walked away, leaving Anastasia in utter despair.

Anastasia glared at Michelle’s back before the latter disappeared. Heaving some breath, she made her way to her room and quickly took a quick shower before she changed her clothes.

When Anastasia arrived at the room Samantha was talking about, she realized it was a makeup room. The word brought some blurry images in her mind, and when she tried to recall something deeper, everything would suddenly disappear, leaving her mind completely blank and empty.

“Finally you’re here. I thought I needed to call the boys again before you would come down.”

Anastasia kept mute, before she took a seat beside Angelina.

Samantha glared at Ana for not uttering a single word, but she let her go and focused on the girl whose face she was patiently ever so elegantly.

“When you apply your contour, make sure you aren’t pouting too much so you don’t end up looking like a fool in front of your master,” Samantha instructed, her gaze shifting to Anastasia from time to time.

Then she suddenly got a phone call and excused herself.

“Continue doing that. I’ll be right back,” she said before she left to answer the call.

“Next time, just eat your food and don’t complain about anything,” Angelina said as soon as Samantha was out of sight.

“Don’t you know where you are girl?” A girl suddenly asked. She had pale blue eyes similar to Anastasia’s but eyebags were settled under her eyes as if they were paying some kind of rent there. “In this place, you don’t talk unless you’re spoken to.”

Another girl added, “I recognize you, you’re Xavier Wallace’s wife, Anastasia Wallace.” The girl’s words got Anastasia to turn her head as her eyes settled on the girl, finally finding hope.

“Who are you?” Anastasia asked.

“I’m Elizabeth. I met you at Dreamscape Entertainment once when I wanted to audition for a role in a movie.”