My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 379

Chapter 379: Maybe Work With Him?
Still in Farmville,

Anastasia was in a restaurant, patiently waiting for Tracie to walk through that door. She couldn’t risk having Tracie come to Xattlewood, so she quickly scheduled a day for their meeting before she went back to Xattlewood.

Anastasia sipped her drink, the faint conversations from the diners unable to make her think about how she was going to explain things to Tracie. Never in her mind did she think such a meet-up would be happening so soon, so she had no idea where to begin in the first place.

Anastasia tapped her index finger on the table, anxiously waiting for Tracie’s arrival. She checked her phone and realized she’d arrived an hour earlier.

She sighed, finally deciding to calm down.

Sooner than later, Tracie walked through the door. Her gaze scanned the restaurant before she spotted Anastasia sitting at the end corner of the space.

Without waiting a second, she rushed towards her like someone had been chasing her.

“Are you alright? Did that man do anything to you? Tell me what happened and I’ll make him pay. What happened? Speak to me!” Tracie bombarded Anastasia with so many questions without allowing her to speak.

Looking at Tracie’s reaction, Anastasia wondered if this was how they were before she lost her memories.

“And most importantly, why do you look so different? Is this some new makeup style to alter your entire appearance or what?” Tracie finally finished and gave Anastasia the chance to speak.

Anastasia took a deep breath before she parted her lips to speak.

“I didn’t alter my appearance with makeup at all, Tracie. I had plastic surgery,” she replied, and a deep frown settled on the latter’s face.

She could see that Tracie had a lot of questions she needed to ask her. Half of it had already been spoken out and the other half was held within. Even so, Anastasia was ready to answer them all.

“I lost my memories too,” she dropped the bomb.

“How?” That question came out softer than Anastasia could hear.

She finally began to recount her story, starting from the moment she woke up in the small, dark room, to being taken to the house where they were treated as nothing more than objects. She spoke about the Crimson Hunt, her voice trembling as she described the horrors of being preyed upon and violated by half the men who participated in the twisted game.

How she was taken to the factory and how she met Julian.

Each word that slipped out of Anastasia’s lips felt like a dagger was being stabbed into Tracie’s heart. Her fist was clenched on the cloth that was used to decorate the table that separated them as she silently gritted her teeth.

She couldn’t imagine all the things her little sister had gone through the past months she’d disappeared. Her anger towards Xander intensified, and if she could, she would have his head rolling on the ground by now.

“I couldn’t bring myself to go back…to him…he would be disgusted with me,” said Anastasia.

Tracie shook her head as she reached in for Anastasia’s hand across the table and held it delicately.

“Xavier doesn’t care about that. He’s been searching for you for the longest time. Each night, while everyone was sleeping, he’d still be in front of his computer, hacking into every possible CCTV camera he could just to find you. Do you think he would do that if he didn’t care about you?” She asked.

Tracie couldn’t bring herself to tell Anastasia that every single footage when she was violated was uploaded on the internet. If she found out that half of the world had seen her in such a position, she didn’t know what she would do.

“He wouldn’t want me,” Anastasia replied. “But I will only be coming back after I’ve completed my mission.”

Tracie’s eyebrows furrowed slightly together. “What mission?”

“I want revenge on Xander, Samantha, and Michelle,” Anastasia said, her voice sharp with hatred and rage. “I want to make them pay for what they’ve done to me. I want to watch them suffer as I crush them beneath my feet, only to discard their bodies when I’m done.”

Tracie had never seen Anastasia so vicious before. She hadn’t been there when Anastasia started her revenge against the Harrison family, but she was certain Anastasia hadn’t sounded as ruthless as she did now.

“Are you alright?” She gently asked, rubbing her hand.

“I’m fine,” Anastasia replied.

Tracie believed Anastasia wasn’t telling her the truth. Who could go through what she went through and still be alright?

Her blood boiled just thinking about Xander.

“Anastasia, you need to come back to us. Mother and father are worried sick about you. I don’t think I’ll be able to watch them crying about you when I know where you are.” She pleaded this time around but Anastasia shook her head.

“I can’t come back now. I need to make them pay for what they did. I’m sure Xander is already going crazy for the intrusion the previous night. I’m about to sign a contract with him, gain his trust, and then throw him into the pit of his own fire.”

“Don’t let revenge take over your reason for thinking. Xavier has been looking for Xander for a very long time. Since the both of you have the same goal, you can work together with Xavier, even in disguise, and take Xander down since you know a lot of information Xavier would need.”

“I will need to think about it,” Anastasia replied softly.

Tracie took a deep breath before she sighed.

“You have to promise me you don’t tell anyone about it, about me for now.” Now, Anastasia was the one pleading. “At least not now, they shouldn’t know anything about me.”

Tracie wanted to interrupt but she doubted Anastasia would be willing to hear anything she had to say.

Either way, she nodded her head in understanding.

“It’s obvious I won’t be able to convince you. Since I’m here now, I’ll help you with everything you need,” she said.

Anastasia was about to respond when she suddenly received a phone call.

Just one glance at the caller’s name display, her heart skipped a beat.