My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Shameless Father
“You can go ahead and believe she’s dead. So now, you can leave my house.” He concluded, his tone firm and leaving no room for arguments.

Mr Wallace only smirked at Xavier’s statement.

“You will need to remarry, Xavier. I’m sure you must still be in shock after what happened to her. We’ll pay the Clark family some visits and sympathize with them. Then we will talk about your marriage.” Xavier didn’t respond as he watched his father give him his back as he left the mansion.

With a sigh, Xavier went to his bedroom and hit the sack.

The next day,

Xavier was in his bedroom when he heard some faint voices from downstairs. He grumbled in annoyance, fetching his phone from the drawers and checking the time.

It was already noon.

He hissed under his breath as he quickly sprang up from the bed, combing his hair with his fingers to chase the drowsiness away from his eyes.

He headed to the bathroom to freshen up only to hear the faint voices that woke him up only get louder. He believed it would either be Kace or Maxwell who came over but he didn’t receive any texts or calls from them throughout the night.

He frowned in curiosity, wondering who could have infiltrated his mansion. It couldn’t possibly have been some burglar since he had security men at the gate.

Still, he grabbed a gun and tucked it discreetly into his waistband, ensuring it was well-hidden. Without hesitation, he opened the door and stepped into the hallway. The noise grew louder with each step he took toward the living room.

When he was close enough, he identified the voices to be a feminine one but it wasn’t just one woman’s voice he was hearing. Xavier’s eyes landed on three ladies who were seated on the couch with dresses that barely covered their shame while about two wore something that reached below their knees.

Opposite them was his father who was sharing a joke with them.

Instantly, Xavier’s blood boiled.

He despised people he didn’t know coming to his house. The only ones he let into his mansion were his family and the Clark family sometimes, excluding Richard. Even his business associates didn’t know where he lived because he loved his peace and quiet, most especially when Anastasia was still around.

However now, there were some five unfamiliar ladies he had no clue which planet they’d landed from sitting in the comfort of his home as if it was theirs.

When Mr Wallace made eye contact with Xavier, he immediately stood up to acknowledge his son. The girls also stood up in sync, ready to impress when they saw Xavier.

“Xavier, I’ve brought some girls for you to choose from,” Mr. Wallace said with a smug smile. “Their families are promising and worthy of the Wallace name. What do you think?”

He pointed to a girl in a burgundy dress with a deep V-neck that plunged to her flat stomach. “This is Mara. Her family owns one of the biggest companies in Glamourwood. I think she’s a perfect match for you.”

Xavier’s disgust was immeasurable, but he kept his face stoic, unwilling to show any reaction.

As soon as those words left his lips, the other girls pouted as if they’d already lost before the competition even began. Meanwhile, the one called Mara was blushing like a fool while playing with her fingers like a high school girl who was acknowledged by her crush.

“And this one over here—”

“Leave my house.” The words that came out from Xavier’s words were unexpected and the girls thought they might have heard him wrong. They glanced at each other, the same question running through their minds. “I said leave my house!”

They flinched in fear, their hearts falling to their feet. Without letting him repeat his words one more time, they carried their bags and bolted from there like there was a ticking time bomb that would explode soon if they wasted any more time.

Mr Wallace frowned in dissatisfaction. He frowned at the girls who were easily chased away by Xavier’s voice and realized he needed to look for someone who was not easily intimidated by him.

Before he could scold Xavier for being rude to his guests, Xavier snapped at him. “Who do you think you are to bring some strangers into my house?”

Xavier made a mental note to instruct his men not to let his father into his mansion again. He realized his father was going to misuse that free liberty to come over whenever he wanted and even dared to bring strangers.

“Will you calm down? I wanted to tell you yesterday that I already have a few girls in mind who are good candidates to stand by your side and carry the Wallace name and I would be bringing them today, but you kicked me out of your house before I could even do so.”

Xavier’s eyebrows creased together, wondering if his father had always been this disgusting and heartless. With the days that passed, he seemed to be glad that Anastasia was not with him anymore.

“Look, all that I’m doing is for your own good. I want what’s best for you. Now that Anastasia is no more, Xander is not going to keep troubling you—”

“And how can you be sure about that?” Xavier questioned, catching Mr Wallace off guard with his question. “You know what father, you look very happy that Anastasia is not with me anymore. Is there something you’re hiding from me?” Xavier’s tone was very calm and relaxed but the edge was still sharp enough to cut through skin.

“What do you mean by that? Of course not!” Mr Wallace was now suddenly defensive.

“That’d better be it because if I find out that you have a hand in what’s been going on for the past few months…” Xavier trailed off with a sharp snort that sent chills down Mr. Wallace’s spine, “…you will be sorry.”