My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 332

Chapter 332: Nice Fellow Women?
“You’re lucky you don’t get to do anything for the next few days until we get a client whose child you are going to carry,” said Samantha.

She turned on her heels to leave but Anastasia stopped her. “Wait,” and she halted. “Samantha,” Anastasia called ever so gently. “Please, can you let me go?”

Samantha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She thought Anastasia perhaps had let her words mistakenly fall from her lips so she didn’t react much. Instead, she continued to look at Anastasia with an unfathomable expression.

“You’re a woman yourself. Are you happy with what you’re seeing?” Anastasia continued, proving Samantha wrong that her words hadn’t mistakenly slipped earlier.

This might be the last way Anastasia had thought she would get to touch Samantha’s heart—that’s if the latter still had one. This was the very same woman who ordered several men to have fun with her however they liked after all.

A sinister grin stretched on Samantha’s red-painted lips, a flicker of something flashing in her eyes for a split second and disappearing immediately.

“This is all for business, Anastasia. Also, before you continue to beg, nothing good will come out of it. You’re only suffering for the past mistakes of your husband.”

‘And there it was again.’ Anastasia thought to herself.

The more she was reminded of the main reason she was captured, the more she couldn’t help but despise her husband.

“You’ve been held hostage for two months already… oh wait, let’s make it four months,” Samantha said with a smirk, her arms crossed over her chest. “That’s plenty of time for you to realize there’s no way out of here, no matter how hard you try. And if you do…” she leaned in closer, her voice dripping with venom, “I’ll happily make sure you’re punished just like last time.”

All the hairs on Anastasia’s back stood on end, a chill creeping down her spine as Samantha’s words sank in.

Not that she was surprised by Samantha’s words, but the way she spoke about punishment made it clear she had something even harsher in mind. Something more twisted, and it seemed she was eagerly waiting for Anastasia to make the slightest mistake.

Looking at Samantha now, Anastasia was beginning to wonder if she, Michelle, and Xander were humans.

“Xander told me that Xavier took someone precious away from him. Was it his wife, girlfriend, or perhaps a child?”

“And why do you want to know that?” Samantha snapped, making Anastasia flinch. “Are you perhaps going to revive the body of the girl?” Anastasia immediately shook her head. “Then don’t ask such baseless questions. You get some free time so you can leave this room and familiarize yourself with others. Maybe one of them will give you some hope before I crush it again.”

Samantha chuckled so darkly that it sent a chill down Anastasia’s spine.

Without another word being said, Samantha turned on her heels and left the room. She didn’t lock it, which meant she was really serious when she permitted Anastasia to leave and interact with her fellow women.

Ana scanned the room for any CCTV cameras and she spotted one just above the tiny closet. It gleamed a red color, signifying it was recording her movements.

Anastasia walked towards the window that could barely fit a child, talk more of an adult, and the view that welcomed her was nothing more than a swimming pool section where she saw some other women chilling under the sunset. Anastasia hadn’t been counting, but if she was to guess the number of pregnant women she’d seen since she stepped out of the car, they would amount to a hundred.

Sighing, she decided to leave and grab something to eat.

As Anastasia searched for the kitchen, she encountered several women who were stealing glances at her as if she was an alien that’d just landed from space. Likethey hadn’t just seen Samantha’s henchmen dragging her inside.

Every single corner, Anastasia would spot a heavily armed man. She’d thought the house was heavily guarded, but the factory was worse.

“Do you need anything?” A woman tapped Anastasia’s shoulder, making her jolt.

She was wearing a pink gown with a nurse standing beside her to assist her with anything.  Her baby bump was so huge it seemed she would give birth anytime soon.

She had blonde hair and stunning gray eyes that made her look ethereal. The way she smiled at Anastasia made warmth creep into her heart.

“I was looking for the kitchen. You see, I’m extremely hungry,” she responded.

“Since you’re hungry, I can get you something to eat,” said the nurse who was standing beside the heavily pregnant woman. “What would you like to have?”

“Anything,” Anastasia replied as soon as that question was asked.

It was already evening and the only thing she had for breakfast were wet vegetables with a glass of milk—a terrible combination.

The nurse gave her a warm smile before she excused herself to get Anastasia food.

“Let’s go to the poolside,” said the blonde woman. They walked past some women who continued to glance at Anastasia with an odd expression.

However, Anastasia couldn’t be bothered with them. She didn’t dare make eye contact with them because all she could see was them turning into some delicious delicacy.

“What about the nurse? Won’t she be looking for you?” She asked.

“Oh, we were both heading to the poolside anyway so I’m sure she’ll know that’s where I’ll be.”

When they arrived near the pool, the pregnant lady settled on a pool lounger, with Anastasia sitting beside her.

“Aren’t you the new girl that was brought here earlier by Ms. Samantha?” A lady asked, looking into Anastasia’s eyes so deeply as if she wanted to read her thoughts.

Anastasia nodded. “Yes, I am.”

“I see, welcome, welcome,” she said so cheerfully as if Anastasia was to jump up and clap her hands like a little child. “I know you must be shocked right now, but don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.”

Although they seemed nice, Anastasia wasn’t going to let her eyes deceive her.