My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 327

Chapter 327: The Hospital
The very next day, Anastasia was woken up with a big bowl of cold water splashed on her body.

Out of fright, she jumped up, thinking they were under some kind of attack, or if her rescuers had arrived.

Anastasia blinked, disoriented, trying to shake off the remnants of her grogginess.

She opened her mouth to respond, but the words got stuck in her throat under the weight of Samantha’s piercing gaze, which seemed to hold an explosive fury, barely restrained.

Anastasia quickly wiped off the water on her face.

“I didn’t…” She drawled, trying to catch her breath. Her heart had nearly leaped out of her chest thinking she’d been drowning in her sleep. “I’m sorry,” she quickly added, staring down at the huge bowl where the water had come from.

She began to wonder why Samantha had woken her up so aggressively. She immediately recalled she’d been in Samantha’s room the previous night, searching for the factory documents she would soon be transferred to.

Her heart threatened to leap out of her chest once again, but she quickly calmed herself down.

She was extremely careful last night and there were little to no chances that the CCTV cameras planted in the hallway spotted her. Besides, if Samantha had indeed found out about last night, she wouldn’t even be needing to wake her up. Anastasia would have been six feet under the ground without a doubt.

“Get dressed, we have somewhere to go,” Samantha ordered.

A crease immediately formed around Anastasia’s eyebrows.

“And don’t waste my time,” Samantha added before stepping out of the room.

Anastasia quickly rushed to close the doors as she clutched her tender heart.

Last night, Xander had requested Samantha to take Anastasia to the hospital to get checked for any kinds of diseases since while the men were having fun with her, they never used protection.

Anastasia took a sharp breath, her eyes closed as she tried to calm her heartbeat. When she was ready, she quickly got into the bathroom and took a shower.

Downstairs, Michelle was watching some kind of a fashion show as usual. When she saw Samantha stepping down from the stairs, a grin played on her lips but she didn’t say anything.

Her whole attention was now on Samantha, but the latter didn’t pay her any mind at all. She turned to leave the house and Michelle’s eyes lingered on Samantha’s butt.

Her eyes narrowed as jealousy filled her heart at that moment.

Samantha was way thicker than her in the right places, and that made her furious.

A few minutes later, she saw Anastasia stepping out as well. Both of them shared a look and Michelle became uncomfortable with the way Anastasia always looked at her these past few days—a constant feeling that Anastasia might have already regained her memories.

Her eyes also lingered on Anastasia’s butt which was almost as thick as Samantha’s, but more thicker than hers.

“Why does the two women I despise in my life just have to be gifted in the right places,” she wondered as she gripped the TV remote with the urge to smash it.

Anastasia got into the car, and just as Michelle had done earlier when she’d taken her to an unknown part where she’d met Julian, Samantha blindfolded her so she wouldn’t get to remember the street names and landmarks as they headed to their destination.

The blindfold was thick, making it completely impossible for her to even see any light.

They finally arrived at their location after a few hours of the ride, making Anastasia wonder just how far they were from the house and how far the house was from civilization.

Samantha untied the blindfold, permitting Anastasia good vision again.

Anastasia’s jaws dropped when she saw the people that oozed in and out of the hospital.

Ever since she’d woken up from her coma, she’d never seen that many people in her life, and the hope to escape that’d died some days ago became alive again.

There were so many people that she could accidentally get lost and use the opportunity to escape. She glanced around, and she saw more civilians.

Her heart skipped several beats at once and she wished she was already out of the car.

“Wear this.” Samantha threw her some clothes.

Anastasia stared at the black joggers and red top. The fabric was so soft under her touch that she’d forgotten that there were clothes other than the rags she’d been wearing for the past month.

“I want you to change into that as quickly as possible.”

And then Samantha left the car, and so did the driver and the two men in the front, giving her space to change. Anastasia wondered if the reason Samantha was giving her new clothes was because she needed her to blend in and not look like some lost and found while she was getting checked.

Either way, Anastasia gladly wore the clothes. Just when she was about to open the car, Samantha had already opened it.

“Wear these too.” She threw some sunglasses and a black nose mask, definitely to hide her true identity.

Anastasia was obedient as she wore the items before stepping out.

She breathed in the air. It was fresh without any sign of torture or pain, something better than what she inhaled back in the house.

She felt Samantha gently grab her hand as she pulled her into the hospital.

Anastasia wondered if she took off the items on her face, would someone be able to recognize her?

Samantha directed her until they arrived at the supposed doctor’s office where she would get her tests taken.

And when her eyes laid on the doctor’s face, her heart fell into her stomach because the person in the white coat was none other than Mr. Steven, the man who’d brought Angelina’s body out from the forest during the crimson hunt game.

Samantha’s grip on Anastasia surprisingly tightened.

“I know you must be thinking of ways to escape from here. But I would advise you to think twice about that.”