Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 920

There was a pause on the line, followed by the boy's quiet voice.

He gave her the address of an apartment complex.

Anastasia took a cab over. When she got out and looked up, she saw a very old, run-down complex.

When Ryan had left the Lancaster estate with Susan and her children, she had been curious about where they would go and had Logan quietly keep an eye on them. So, she had known their address for a while, but this was her first time seeing it in person.

Logan had told her it wasn't great, but only now, seeing it with her own eyes, did she realize just how bad it was.

It was hard to imagine someone like Ryan living in a place like this.

After learning more about Ryan, she believed that even after leaving the Lancaster family, he was more than capable of maintaining a lifestyle comparable to his old one. Yet, he seemed to have just accepted his circumstances, showing no ambition at all. What was he thinking?

With these questions in mind, she followed the apartment number Carter had given her.

Before she even reached the right floor, she heard a commotion.

“…Crystal, you bitch! Who gave you the nerve to seduce my fiancé? Someone, hit her! Slap her across the face!”

Anastasia frowned and rounded the corner to see what was happening.

Ahead, a fashionably dressed woman stood haughtily while several bodyguards held Crystal. One of them raised a hand and delivered a resounding slap!

Crystal cried out in pain, screaming, “Mom, save me!”

“And you lived with him for so long, letting him sleep with you for nothing. You got nothing out of it, and now you’ve brought all this trouble on yourself. What were you thinking?!”

Crystal just sobbed.

Susan, her eyes red, sat on the ground holding her daughter. “Crystal, you… how could you become the other woman? Who do you think you are? How could you debase yourself like this!”

The pain in Crystal's body had subsided slightly. First came Lennon's scornful words, and now her mother’s disappointed question. Her frayed nerves snapped.

She shot her head up, looking at Susan. “Who do I think I am? I’m just the daughter of a mistress and her ex-husband! Mom, you’ve been spouting that shameless nonsense for years. It’s one thing to fool others, but have you started to believe it yourself? Do you really think I’m some precious, high-and-mighty Lancaster heiress?!”

“And, ha, you ask me how I could become the other woman… but don’t I have a mother who is one? After watching you for so many years, is it really so surprising that I’d end up on this path?!”