My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 52

Trauma From The Past
“Selene,” Xavier called, going down to her level as he watched her face with a worried expression. He tried to cup her cheeks but she flinched. She pushed her body to the wall as if wanting to glue herself to it.

Selene hugged her knees close to her chest. “Don’t touch me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible but Xavier heard her loud and clear since he was close to her.

He gulped down his saliva as anger surged through his body. He took off his suit jacket and placed it on her.

“Selene,” he called again, his voice soft and filled with so much warmth. His blood boiled seeing her in such a state.

All of a sudden, Selene went weak. Her head nearly hit the ground but Xavier caught her at the right time. He shook her.

“Selene!” He called but she wouldn’t wake up. “Shit!” He cursed under his breath before lifting her and heading towards his car, completely ignoring Richard who still lay on the ground, completely unconscious.

Xavier drove towards his house immediately, calling Mark on the way.

There was so much urgency from the way he spoke that Mark concluded that something must have happened to Selene again so he came rushing.

When Xavier reached his mansion, he quickly carried her up to his room. He dropped her gently on the bed while his suit jacket covered her nude.

He needed to change her quickly since Mark was already on his way and he wouldn’t want him to see her half-naked.

Xavier nearly pulled his hair with a mixture of frustration, worry, and anger. If he brought a maid to assist him with the changing of her clothes, they would have an idea of what happened to her and would start gossiping about it. And that wasn’t what he wanted to happen at that moment.

Sighing, Xavier walked towards his closet and bought out one of his shirts before placing it on the bed.

He stared at her sleeping state, walked towards her, and reached for the jacket he used to cover her up. For the first time in his life, Xavier was being shy at the wrong time.

A rosy hue painted his cheeks as he placed the jacket away. He looked away, taking off her clothes before wearing the shirt on her.

He didn’t bother about the jeans since he would be going too far with them.

A few minutes passed and Xavier got a text on his phone. He saw it was Mark, and he replied immediately. Less than a minute later, Mark barged into Xavier’s room and found the latter standing beside the bed where Selene was sleeping.

He frowned, “What happened to her?” He asked.

Xavier narrated everything that happened less than an hour ago to Mark.

“That brother of yours has gone too far with this one,” said Mark before he started checking on Selene.

“He’s going to pay for what he did,” Xavier promised, balling his fist together with the urge to pound it on something.

Mark cleaned up Selene’s wounds when his eyes took notice of the shirt Selene was wearing.

“You changed her clothes?” Mark asked teasingly. “Don’t tell me you looked at her body,” he added.

“Shut up, Mark!” Xavier snapped which had the latter immediately zip his lips. “How is she?”

“I’m guessing she passed out because she was tired. But no worries, she doesn’t have any deep wounds,” he replied.

“When will she wake up?”

“About three hours.”

“That’s good, I have someone to take care of,” Xavier grunted before leaving the room.

“Where are you going?” Mark questioned but Xavier left his question hanging in the air. He sighed, looking at Selene. “That husband of yours has such a temper.”

**

Xavier reached the abandoned uncompleted house where he found Richard almost about to rape Selene. He found Richard sprawled on the ground, blood from his nose pooling beneath him.

Without wasting a second, he pulled Richard up as if he were a sack of potatoes and dragged him out of the uncompleted house. The movement woke Richard up.

He stared around, trying to identify where he was when he remembered what had happened a few minutes ago.

“Who the hell are you?” He questioned the person who was dragging him out of the house.

Xavier got to the car and threw Richard in.

Richard’s eyes widened in shock when he saw Xavier.

“Xavier.”

Xavier didn’t give him a chance to spill out any more words when he knocked him out again.

**

It was late at night at the Harrison mansion. Anastasia slummed on her bed, completely tired. She had just finished cleaning up after her 13th birthday.

“Now, I’m officially a teenager,” young Anastasia said, her smile stretched on her lips.

She sighed, closing her eyes and ready to sleep.

A few hours deep into her slumber, the door to her room creaked open, alerting her. She opened her eyes slightly, curious to know who was sneaking into her room.

She saw the figure of her father, Robert, closing the door behind him as he sneaked towards her bed, his eyes on her figure.

Young Anastasia had a bad feeling about the situation. So she opened her blanket, to let him know she was awake which shocked Robert.

“Dad, what are you doing here? Do you need something?” She asked, trying to sound natural.

She had heard stories of how fathers would sneak into their daughters’ rooms and do bad things to them. She had already been taught about sex education and this was the first time her father was sneaking into her room. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest.

“Sweetie, you know you are all grown up now. There is something I want to tell you,” said Robert as he climbed her bed, getting closer to her.

Young Anastasia immediately felt uncomfortable and scouted over but was pinned on the bed by him.

“Since you are all grown up now, I guess I shouldn’t wait any longer,” he said before he tore her clothes from her body. Anastasia’s scream filled the house but no one came to her rescue.

**

“Please stop!” Anastasia screamed out loud before she opened her eyes, finding herself in another room.