My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Harrison Mansion
The background noise had suddenly turned faint and all Anastasia could hear was her racing heart.

“What if I want revenge for what they’d done to me?”

Julian stared at Anastasia with a complicated look. He’d never thought about this. His initial plan had been to rescue her, and then take her back to her family. But now, she wanted revenge.

He couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into Anastasia to suddenly ask these questions. Since she’d woken up, her mind had always wandered freely, but not to this extent.

“Will you help me?” Anastasia asked the question he didn’t know if he could answer immediately.

He continued to look at Anastasia, thinking of the right answer. For a second there, the aura she emitted suffocated him and his mind went blank.

“If you can save me out of pity, then you can also save the other girls too, right?” Anastasia continued.

“It is business.”

Anastasia hummed, her eyes on the waiter who was heading for them. The man placed their food on the table with precision, bowed, and left them to dig into their food. However, they still had an unfinished conversation.

“So, if you wanted to, you could send me back to Xander and Samantha to get me sold?”

“No, I’m not going to do that,” Julian claimed.

“Then what are you going to do when I want revenge? Are you going to help me?” She repeated her earlier question, and Julian’s tongue was too tied to reply immediately.

Anastasia hummed, picked up her spoon, and scooped food into her mouth.

“Are you happy with what Xander and Samantha are doing?” Anastasia suddenly asked, her tone sharp and cutting. Julian stiffened, not needing her to elaborate—he already knew what she was referring to.

Anastasia’s gaze shifted to the bustling crowd in the distance, focusing on parents tenderly feeding their young children. Her voice hardened as she continued, “You have a daughter too, Julian, and yet you’re involved in *that* kind of business. Doesn’t your conscience bother you? What if the same thing that happened to me—what’s happening to all those girls—happened to Emma? Would you be able to handle it?”

Her words struck him like a blade, and she didn’t care. Her tone was deliberately harsh, driven by an overwhelming urge to vent the anger and frustration she had bottled up for so long.

Julian might be her savior, but that good deed wasn’t enough to cover up the other bad ones he’d gotten himself involved in.

“You don’t know what happened.”

“Then explain to me. Explain to me how you can sleep peacefully every night, knowing fully well you’re destroying the lives of other girls whose families had been looking for them. Don’t you have some kind of conscience left in you? What do you think Emma would think when she’s all grown up and finds out the kind of job her father is involved in? Do you really think she would ever look at you with those eyes filled with admiration ever again?”

Anastasia’s tone was low, yet it carried so much harsh intensity it made goosebumps rise on his skin.

“Anastasia…”

“Can’t you defy Xander? Is there something you’re scared of?” Anastasia questioned, her fist clenched on the spoon, resisting the urge to smack it across Julian’s face.

Just the thought of another girl going through what she’d gone through made her skin crawl and she silently wished she was a snake that could shed skin. But she wondered if she shed skin a hundred times, would she ever stop being disgusted with herself?

“It’s not like that…In the past…” Julian suddenly paused, took a deep harsh breath but didn’t continue from where he’d left off.

Anastasia narrowed her eyes at him. Her shoulder felt lighter now because she’d said what she’d been holding back in her mind. However, she felt it wasn’t enough.

She ignored him and continued eating her food.

“Are you ready to have revenge on them?”

His question caused her to choke on the food and she coughed aggressively, gaining attention from other people.

Quickly, Julian helped her by giving her a glass of water so she could drink.

After a few minutes, Anastasia was stable again.

“What did you say?” She asked.

“Are you ready to have your revenge on them?”

As soon as those words fell out from Julian’s lips, the only thing that came to her mind was to make all her enemies burn in a scorching hot fire that would peel her skin. That thought made her feel unbelievably good.

“Don’t you need some kind of therapy before you start anything? You’ve been through a lot—”

“I’m fine. I don’t need any sort of therapy.” She immediately rejected the idea. “But why do you suddenly want to help me?”

“It’s because I want to.”

Anastasia didn’t believe his reason but she let it go. She didn’t completely trust him, but she was ready to bolt the moment she saw any signs of his dishonesty, which she hadn’t seen yet.

They finished their dinner and headed back to their room.

However, after a few hours near midnight, Anastasia left the hotel after they arranged a ride for her.

There had been a place she’d always wanted to go to since she started remembering bits of her memory.

It was the Harrison mansion.

Anastasia couldn’t help but be glad because almost everything she’d done in the past she couldn’t remember was uploaded online. And they still stayed on social media so it was easier to search up.

When the ride arrived at the mansion, Anastasia stepped down, her body slightly shaking from nervousness. She tried to tap into her memories again, but the images were different from what she was looking at.

The house seemed to be under construction with a huge banner at the front warning people not to cross.

This was where she’d spent her entire childhood memories and she hoped to remember more from being there.

Anastasia lifted the banners and sneaked in from below.

“I’d better remember something,” she told herself.