Marry My Billionaire Second Husband - Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Kick Her Out!
“Why not?” Aiden asked, as his eyes twitched shiftily to the side.

He couldn’t help but wonder if his mother knew that he was the one who had impregnated Emmeline. But that was impossible. They had kept it a secret from everyone. Even though there were some comments on the point on social media, it was quickly drowned out and taken down by the PR team at X’el.

Aiden made sure there was no more evidence left online for those who weren’t quick enough to catch the first round.

“Yes, I wish to know that as well,” Charles seethed and slammed his hand against the leather sofa seat. “Why should we keep a harlot and her child? We’re not running a charity here!”

“Charles!” Catherine exclaimed, flabbergasted. “No matter what, Emmeline is still our guest. Moreover, she is my goddaughter. Now that she has been cast out because of that witch Amelia Kentwood, you can’t expect me to watch her roam the streets with a pregnant belly!”

“To hell with her belly!” Charles roared. “Who knows which vermin’s kid she’s bearing? She ruined the reputation of both the Montgomerys and the Hawthornes with her lies― and you still expect to house her here? Do you want the media to storm our gates the moment she sets foot out of the hospital?”

Aiden winced slightly at his father’s words, but he cleverly chose to stay silent. This was not his battle to fight― and if he played his cards right, Emmeline and her baby would be out of the house and out of his life for good.

He knew that there would be consequences, but if Aiden had a chance to redo it, he certainly wouldn’t make the same decisions. It wasn’t worth it.

“Let’s be rational, Mother,” Aiden said. “Emmeline Hawthorne is currently public enemy number one. Housing her could directly affect X’el’s stocks. There’s a new competitor recently and it’s giving me enough headaches as is.”

“A new competitor?” Charles asked, temporarily distracted from Emmeline’s housing issue.

“Velorian Enterprises, or something like that,” Aiden said, rubbing his temples as he slumped down into the plush couch cushions. “It’s a new company. I’m trying to find information on it, but it’s been difficult ever since Am―”

He stopped himself short. Bringing up Amelia’s name was a bad idea with how his father was drunk and his mother was borderline psychotic right now.

Thankfully, Charles Montgomery did not catch his blunder.

“Squash them,” Charles Montgomery said through gritted teeth. “There are plenty who have tried and failed to rise in the industry. Squash this new one like the rest of them.”

“That was under Matteo’s leadership,” Aiden reminded them. “My brother was the one who led X’el to its glory days. I am trying my best.”

“Then try harder,” Catherine snapped. Her eyes were red as she glared at Aiden and then at Charles. “Stop comparing yourself to that half-brother of yours and learn to stand up for yourself, for goodness sake!”

“I will be more than happy to,” Aiden said, “if I was interested in taking over in the first place.”

He turned his head to his father and harshly added, “I’m with you on this, Dad. I don’t see a need for Emmeline to stay here any longer. If you want me to continue working at X’el, then she must leave this place. I’ll need ample rest if I am going to be working my ass off at the office, and her being a nuisance in my own home will not allow for that.”

Charles Montgomery’s attention was returned to the topic at hand. He nodded, his face flushed red as he firmly declared, “Take her things and get rid of them.”

He heartlessly added, “I don’t care if she’s still carrying the child or not, now that the whole world knows the baby isn’t Matteo’s. Whatever the case, I do not want her to be here in this house for a single moment more.”

With that said, Charles Montgomery retreated back into his room, the door slamming shut. Aiden let out a breath and slowly stood up, rising from the couch as his eyes fell on his mother, who stared listlessly in his father’s direction.

“She’s not worth fighting with Father for,” Aiden said. “Just let her go. Her mother will look after her.”

“Her mother?” Catherine echoed, slowly turning around to face Aiden.

“Annalise is still a Hawthorne,” Aiden said with a shrug. “She’s married to Benjamin Hawthorne. Even if Emmeline’s father doesn’t care for her, her mother surely would.”

“Annalise is as good as useless,” Catherine seethed. “She has no place in the Hawthorne household, and now more so than ever.”

“Don’t know, don’t care,” Aiden said, his shoulders lifting and dropping. “It is what it is. Just let her be.”

Aiden turned, prepared to leave the living room when suddenly, his mother’s words caused him to stop in his tracks.

“So you’re willing to let the mother of your child die just like that?”

All at once, Aiden’s blood chilled, the sensation carrying frost down to his bone. He slowly turned around and looked at his mother, his eyebrows wrinkling in surprise, doubt, and confusion. For a second, he wondered if he had heard the words correctly.

“Your father may not know it, but we both know the truth,” Catherine said, her voice barely above a whisper. And thank goodness it was, for panic quickly rose in Aiden’s chest.

He looked around frantically. Seeing that there was no one around who could listen in to their conversation, Aiden closed the distance between them and grabbed his mother’s shoulders.

“What did you just say?”

“I saw the comments, Son,” Catherine calmly said. “Some of the staff at X’el… They commented that they overheard the conversation between the three of you. Tell me truthfully, were they right? Were they telling the truth?”

Aiden chose to play dumb. “The truth about what?”

Catherine’s eyes were red with craze, her bottom lip shaking as she said, “They claim that you are the father of the child Emmeline is carrying. Is that true?”