My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 348

Chapter 348: Revenge Comeback?
Julian had made sure the room Anastasia was getting treated in was soundproof so the little commotion happening inside wouldn’t be heard by anyone, including his daughter.

“Let’s get you back to sleep, baby,” he said, taking her up to her room.

Julian tugged Emma into bed and only left when he heard her snoring softly in her sleep.

He was aware it would be dangerous to have Anastasia treated in his home just as much as it was dangerous to have her treated in a hospital.

If Emma saw the doctor or any of the nurses, questions would arise. If she’d seen Anastasia, more questions would arise. Thankfully, Julian had already thought of what his replies would be when Emma asked such questions.

He left the room with a soft click on the door, then turned to the same room Anastasia was getting treated in.

“Where’s the doctor?” He asked Alex when he didn’t spot the man in a white coat.

“You asked for the doctor to bring his equipment here, so he’s gone to get them,” Alex replied, his legs crossed on the couch.

“Will that take long?” He asked, settling beside Alex and the latter shook his head.

“The doctor did suggest that Anastasia should get facial reconstruction surgery. Her face was damaged by that Avery girl.”

Julian rose from the couch and approached the bed, his gaze settling on Anastasia. The bandage around her head had been replaced, though blood still seeped through. Similar stains marred the wrappings on her face, arms, and legs, leaving her looking like a fragile, hibernating mummy. He couldn’t help but wonder what had transpired between her and Avery, but he chose not to dwell on it. What mattered was that she had survived—and Avery was gone.

“He can go ahead and change her face. She needs it anyway,” he responded after a few thoughts.

“Do you plan to give her back to her husband after she recovers? Currently, she’s in a comatose state and we don’t know when she’ll be walking up. It would be best to contact her husband and give her to him—”

“Xavier will kill me!” Julian blurted out, his voice sharp with panic. The remaining nurses exchanged uneasy glances before hastily excusing themselves, leaving the two men to their conversation. Julian rubbed the space between his eyebrows, exhaling in frustration. “I only helped her escape because what Xander was putting her through was beyond cruel. She wasn’t even the one who hurt him,” he muttered. “Sure, what Xander did was unforgivable—killing his girlfriend back then out of jealousy—but this? None of it is her fault.”

“So then what do you plan to do when she wakes up? Keep her here with you? And Emma? She’s going to ask questions.”

“I will know what to do by the time Anastasia wakes up. As for Emma, I’ve already figured that out.”

Alex sighed, his hands on his waist, already giving up on the matter. “I sure hope you do know what you’re doing.” With that, he turned to leave the room

**

“Wait what?! Anastasia is dead?” Michelle questioned with shock evident in her expression as she found it unable to believe what spewed from Samantha’s lips. “That’s impossible!”

“Are you saying I’m blind or something?” Samantha questioned with a glare that forced Michelle to clamp her lips together from saying anything that she might regret later on. “We saw her body in the forest and she was already dead. Same with Avery. They’re both dead.”

Michelle still found it hard to believe that the same Anastasia she was eager to see with a baby bump so she could mock her and step all over her was already dead. Just like that!

Samantha had arrived at the house to clear out Anastasia’s room in preparation for the newcomers set to arrive from their other hideouts. Downstairs, the other girls who had lived alongside Avery and Anastasia listened closely. Though the conversation was faint, they managed to catch fragments of it, piecing together the grim reality. Tears welled in their eyes as the weight of what had happened sank in.

They were glad Avery was no more, but not Anastasia. They’d thought since she was taken to the factory, she wouldn’t experience any kind of torture anymore.

“I just thought I should let you know,” Samantha said, her tone laced with mocking amusement, “since Xander was the one who brought you here to be part of her torture. But now that she’s gone, I can’t help but wonder—will he even bother keeping you around?” Her gaze rested on Michelle, whose expression was distant, as though she were lost in her own thoughts, completely unmoved by Samantha’s taunts.

After registering what Samantha had just said, she gulped down her saliva in fear.

“Xander didn’t only bring me here just to torture Anastasia. I satisfy him very well in bed, better than you ever will in your lifetime.”

Michelle thought her words would hurt Samantha’s feelings but the latter surprised her by merely staring at her with a blank expression that confused her.

“Sure, you satisfy him in bed,” Samantha sneered, her voice dripping with condescension. “But it seems you’ve forgotten the real reason he brought you here—to be sold like every other girl.” Her words hit Michelle like a splash of cold water, sending a chill down her spine. Samantha smirked, watching the realization dawn on her. “Now that she’s gone, get ready to be treated just like the rest.”

With that, Samantha left the room after getting rid of everything she needed to get rid of before entering Avery’s room to continue.

Michelle was left standing in the room as her thoughts flew over her head. Although Samantha’s words gave her a reality check, she still wondered if Anastasia was dead.

‘She faked to be dead three years ago and had come back for revenge. Is that what’s going to happen this time around again?’ She wondered, subconsciously rubbing her chest to calm her racing heartbeat. ‘Will Anastasia come back for revenge if she’s not dead?’