My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 378

Chapter 378: The Meet Up
Tracie returned to where Kace and Xavier were and was shocked to find Xavier shot in the leg.

“Don’t worry, the shooter missed all vital spots, so he’s going to be fine,” Kace assured, his tone calm but serious. They had prepared well, equipped for situations like this. “Which makes me wonder why the shooter didn’t finish you off. Do you think they were the ones who took the girls?” he asked, glancing at Xavier with suspicion.

“Yeah, the lady in the waitress uniform said she wasn’t an enemy, the man shot me to rescue her, so they must be in cahoots with each other,” he replied stiffly, glaring at the bandage wrapped around his legs.

Tracie paused for a second when she heard waitress from Xavier’s mouth. Her mind drifted off to Anastasia, recalling the outfit was similar to what Anastasia was wearing.

“Can you remember what she looks like?” She carefully asked.

“She had brown hair and grey eyes,” he responded.

Tracie’s heart skipped a beat at the realization. Xavier almost killed his wife, thinking she was an enemy.

She was badly tempted to tell him she’d already found Anastasia. That Anastasia was only in the forest. She was closer than he thought. But she stopped herself.

Anastasia had made her promise not to tell anyone, and Tracie could only hope that Anastasia had a good reason why she didn’t want anyone else to know.

“Did she say anything that can be useful?” Kace was the one who asked and Xavier shook his head.

“We still don’t know if the girls are in good hands, so we have to be vigilant. She could still be an enemy or probably an enemy to Xander, and this is her way of getting back at him.” Maxwell, who’d appeared from out of nowhere said, startling them.

“Where did you come from?” Kace questioned him.

“I was dealing with a body right back,” he responded.

Kace’s eyes narrowed at him but didn’t question him any further.

They were already done, with most of the important buyers dead, and so were the henchmen as well.

The survivors would be taken in for questioning and inspection. The cave was now a complete wreck, resembling a construction site in its early stages. The ground was littered with debris, and several of Xavier’s henchmen lay injured amidst the chaos.

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Anastasia and the others arrived at the house Julian had secured for the rescued girls. It was a spacious two-story building equipped with all the essentials they might need, and it was located in the outskirts of Fameville. A group of women had been appointed to care for the girls, and since many of them were minors, Julian had also arranged for professional therapists to help them heal and recover.

Anastasia had been shocked to find out he had everything prepared, making her wonder if he’d planned on doing what they’d done the night before.

It was a question that lingered in her mind, and this time she was going to keep it to herself.

“How do you have everything prepared?” She asked him as they watched a girl getting her hand bandaged up from afar.

Julian stiffened slightly. “This was the house we’d planned to live in as our vacation home.”

A frown settled on Anastasia’s forehead.

“Me and Isabelle, my late wife,” he finished. There was so much pain at the edge of his voice.

She might have known what had happened, but she already presumed the woman had died an untimely death.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you remember—”

“No, it’s okay,” he quickly said, cutting her off before she could apologize any further.

“Isabelle was a great wife. But she died in the worst ways one could imagine. She was pregnant with our second baby when she died, and every single time, I wondered if time could go back so we could switch places. She and our baby will live.”

This was the first time Julian was opening up about his life to her, and Anastasia suddenly regretted asking her earlier question. She felt as if she’d opened up closed wounds that needed to be closed forever.

She suddenly recalled her hug with Tracie earlier. Seeing her right in front of her indeed made closed wounds open once again but in a good way.

However, she didn’t stop Julian.

Before Julian could continue, Alex called out to him.

“All the girls are perfectly fine. Their rooms have all been assigned to them and currently, they’re having breakfast inside,” he informed.

Julian nodded in understanding.

“That’s great.”

Alex turned to Anastasia. She’d already taken off her wig and contact lenses to feel more comfortable.

“How about you?” Alex asked.

“What about me?” She casually questioned back, confused as she stared at him.

“Are you going to call her?”

Anastasia nodded in the head. “I will.”

“Will you look at that? You’re not hesitating to do that at all,” he teased and Anastasia shot him a glare. They barely knew each other well but she could tell he loved to joke and tease people a lot, even in serious situations.

His brown hair was ruffled, and he looked tired.

All three of them looked tired. It was already four in the morning and they all needed sleep.

“I’m glad I was able to meet her. I’m going to call her now,” she said, excusing herself.

She slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out the piece of paper and then her phone to make the phone call.

The phone only rang once before the call was connected from the other side.

“Anastasia…” she heard the familiar voice.

“Can we meet? I’ll share the time and location with you. I’ll tell you everything,” she said.

“I’ll be right there,” Tracie replied, then she hung up on the call.

Anastasia had thought she was disgusted with physical contact, and her mind went back to when she’d hugged Tracie as if her life depended on it.

A said smile stretched on her lips.

“I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” She mumbled to herself.