Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 712

"What did my brother ever do to you? Why did you hit him?!" Crystal burst out angrily before Ryan could speak.

She had previously assumed Harrison was the one who'd done it and hadn't dared to say a word, but now that Anastasia had confessed, she couldn't hold back her fury.

With her eyes red-rimmed, she cried, "Do you have any idea how badly he's hurt? The doctor said he has broken ribs! He could be in the hospital for weeks!"

It was that serious?

The other members of the Lancaster family were taken aback.

Susan started to cry as well, looking at Anastasia. "I know my children and I are in an awkward position here, that some people don't approve of us. But all I've ever wanted is for my children to be safe. I never ask for anything more. Is that really so much to ask?"

The mother-daughter duo fanned the flames of Ryan's anger, but Anastasia cut in. "So what if I hit him? It's just a few broken ribs. The fact that I didn't cripple him was an act of extraordinary kindness!"

"You!" Susan and Crystal stared at her, both furious and shocked. They couldn't believe she dared to be so arrogant in front of the entire Lancaster family!

A faint smile played on Harrison's lips, his gaze soft and indulgent as he watched his Ana.

Susan's eyes welled with tears as she opened her mouth to speak, but Anastasia's cold voice cut through the air—

"He harassed me. He insulted me. And I'm not supposed to hit him for that? I showed him mercy by not killing him on the spot!"

The expressions on both Susan's and Crystal's faces changed.

"That's not possible!" Susan retorted. "My Lennon is a good boy. He would never do such a thing!"

Crystal, however, instantly remembered Lennon's earlier intentions. A flicker of guilt crossed her face, and she fell silent.

Anastasia found Susan's words laughable.

Marina added coolly, "That's right, it was just a joke. Our Anastasia is still young and sometimes doesn't know her own strength."

Susan's face stiffened. She turned to Ryan.

Ryan's face was grim, his icy gaze falling on his son. "Harrison, she's your wife. Are you going to discipline her, or shall I do it for you?!"

Anastasia bristled at his words. Discipline her? For what? She hadn't done anything wrong! Just as she was about to retort, Harrison pressed her hand down. He looked up, his cold eyes meeting his father's. "Discipline her? You're welcome to try. But if Ana is wronged in the slightest, your son won't be leaving the hospital alive."

The "son" he referred to was clearly not himself, a sharp reminder that he did not consider Ryan his father.

Ryan's face instantly turned livid.

Anastasia's annoyance vanished in an instant. She turned and hugged Harrison's arm, nuzzling her cheek against his shoulder, her eyes shining with love and admiration. "Hubby, you're the best!"