All Chapters of Dear Husband, I have become Ruthless: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

*****"I was not aware of it," Richard said to his grandma, glancing at Ana. He would not mind if she showed her distaste or rage, but what was worse than anything was the stillness she was exhibiting. As Richard remained in this stillness longer, he could feel a sharp knife repeatedly piercing his heart."Your mom and the family came second," his grandmother's voice quivered with anger, "but it was you who didn't stand with her when the marriage took place. It was supposed to be a bride and groom. She was just a little girl back then."Richard's grandmother grappled with her fury, the realization hitting her like a tidal wave after years of being kept in the dark. She had been misled, believing the false narrative that the girl had run away with her lover, tarnishing their family's reputation. That's why she never sought out Ana again."That no longer matters how young I was or what I've been through; what I want now is divorce. I'll be more than pleased," Ana expressed her thoughts e

*****"Why?" Mason's voice sliced through the tense air. "Why did you drug Anastasia when you had no issues with her?" Kendall's breath froze in her throat, and a shiver ran down her spine.Her mind whirled with confusion as she thought even if Mason knew her plan to drug Ana, why would he resort to kidnapping her unless there was a deeper, more intimate connection between Mason and Ana that she hadn't considered before?With a heart heavy with turmoil, Kendall asked, "Who is she to you?" Despite the pain coursing through her body, she couldn't bring herself to focus on it, her entire being consumed by the urgency of understanding Mason's connection to Anastasia."She is everything," Mason confessed, his voice weighted with feelings. "Throughout the party, I gave you plenty of signals about my feelings, but it seemed like you were determined to remain oblivious.""You knew her all along, didn't you?" Kendall's words hung heavy with revelation. "And you purposefully assisted me so that

*****"Absolutely no water for that hand, okay? Seriously, get someone to help out if you can't manage it yourself. We do not want that wound to get any worse. And, in a week, you're coming back here so I can snip those stitches. Got it?" Ana instructed firmly, yanking off her gloves after skilfully stitching up the wound."Okay, I got it," Mason replied, but there was a lingering hesitation in his voice as if he didn't want to leave her side just yet. Mason added, "Hey, um, you know, since you helped me with my hand, would you maybe want to grab a coffee? On me, of course!" Mason pushed past her irritation, determined to persuade her to spend more time with him."Pardon me... I have to meet my friend, so I can't," Ana straight refused Mason, with a tight-lipped smile as she grabbed her bag and rushed out of the cabin while the nurse and Mason were still there.The nurse collected all the stuff as she said, "You can leave now since I have to lock the Cabin!" "Can I trouble you for a g

*****"What? Who gave you my number?" Ana exclaimed, her confusion palpable as she never fathomed being addressed as Mrs. Hill. Nope! That was definitely not on her radar, and she was far from prepared for it."Do you not know Richard Hill?!" the person on the other end exclaimed with a hint of confusion seeping through."I know him!" Ana retorted."Please, ma'am, it's urgent. You know your husband is a famous man, so the likelihood of the media looking for him is high, so I would definitely want you to come hurry and take him away," the man urgently implored."Okay! I am coming!" Ana replied with determination before swiftly ending the call."Who is the person!? Why do you look tensed, Ana?" Phoebe interrogated, her eyes narrowing as she observed the rapid shift in Ana's expression from bewildered to tense, sensing the urgency in the air."Richard is drunk and he slapped a woman," Ana explained, "so the manager of that particular bar wanted me to take him away before the media approac

****"Behave," Ana murmured, her cheeks ablaze. She avoided meeting his gaze, but when he abruptly kissed her knuckles, a shiver ran down her spine. "This isn't home." She attempted to pull her hand away, but Richard held it firmly, his face a mask of determination. Such pettiness only added to her discomfort."So you're implying we can do this at home, which, I must admit, I prefer," Richard remarked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as his teasing intensified. Ana couldn't tell if he was genuinely drunk or not, because his teasing was executed with such finesse that it left her puzzled."No, I'll drop you off at home, then I'll head back to my place," Ana asserted, stealing a quick glance over her shoulder. She noticed the curious stares from the girls nearby, evidently intrigued by her interaction with Richard.The next moment, Richard playfully tugged Ana by the hand, causing her to stumble into his lap, right in front of everyone. The manager hastily averted his gaze, while