My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Wash My Feet
“Selene,” Xavier called, rushing towards her. He took the gun from her hands immediately.

“What is a gun doing in your room, Xavier?” She questioned.

Xavier placed the gun away before he replied to her, “It was for protection.”

He wasn’t lying. He had a lot of enemies and feared that one of them might infiltrate his mansion, especially when he was unprepared. To ensure his and her safety, he secretly kept a gun in his house, hidden away from the eyes of the maids.

The other day Selene had worn his clothes, and he immediately moved the gun away while being glad that she didn’t spot it. But now, he didn’t know how to explain it to her properly so that she would understand without getting the wrong ideas.

“For protection? You have security men stationed outside of your mansion, Xavier. What if the police see you with a gun? Do you kill people with it?” Selene questioned. Tears pooled in her eyes as she feared for Xavier’s safety. It was illegal to have the ownership of a gun. No matter how influential the person was, they weren’t allowed to have a gun in their house.

“It is for protection,” Xavier repeated, wiping her tears from her cheeks. “Just in case something happened, Selene,” he added.

He hadn’t expected her to react in such a way. But also, he didn’t expect her to find his gun either.

Xavier pulled her into a hug to help console her but she didn’t let her.

“How did you get a gun?” She questioned him. She had so many questions about the metal object and she wanted every one of them answered tonight.

When she had seen the gun earlier, she didn’t know what to do with it at first, so she took it to her room and waited for Xavier to arrive.

“Selene, you need to calm down,” said Xavier, patting her back ever so gently.

Selene wiped another stream of tears that poured out of her eyes.

Xavier led her towards the couch so that she would have a seat.

“So, why do you have a gun?” She repeated her question.

Xavier sighed, searching for better words to use to not scare her off. Just like he had told his father about revealing his other work to Selene, he was going to do it.

He didn’t want to lie about the gun.

“That gun is for protection and from where I got the gun from, I have someone who supplies armed weapons to me because I need it for my missions,” he explained. He watched as Selene’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What mission?” She questioned.

Xavier took a deep breath before he parted his lips to speak.

Selene made sure to listen to him attentively because she felt what he was telling her was very confidential information, and if he was willing to tell her that, it simply meant he trusted her.

Selene’s heart skipped a beat at that thought.

When Xavier finished, he waited for a reaction from Selene, but she stared at him frozen stiff from shock.

“Selene,” he called her.

“So you mean to tell me that you run an organization called X where you go on missions to rescue girls who were trafficked to pedophiles and rapists across the country?” She summarized everything he explained to her in one sentence while Xavier nodded.

“That’s right,” he replied, waiting for her reaction but was shocked when more tears started pouring from her eyes.

“That’s so cool. You are like a savior,” she complimented, feeling proud of his actions.

She had never expected Xavier to have such an underground career, and she felt her heart warm up realizing he trusted her with such information.

Xavier wiped away her tears before he dropped a bomb, “Richard is at the hideout.”

Selene stared at him, shock written all over her face. She had planned to ask Xavier about the whereabouts of Richard in case he had an idea.

“What’s he doing at the hideout?” She asked him. Xavier didn’t reply to her question. He let her figure it out herself. “Can I see him tomorrow?” She requested and Xavier nodded.

After a few more questions, Selene was ready to go to sleep. Xavier had requested her to sleep over in his room, but she turned off that offer. She didn’t want to grow a habit of wanting to sleep in his room all the time. Besides, their relationship was still nameless even though they were husband and wife.

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“This is going to take time,” director Jeunes mumbled to himself when he saw Michelle dilly-dallying her scene.

As usual, Michelle couldn’t get a scene right without having to take a second take. Everyone glared at her for wasting so much time.

“The task is so simple. All she needed to do was bring a bowl of water to Selene. It can’t be that difficult, can it?” murmured a crew member.

“It is simple indeed, but I bet she doesn’t want to stoop so low to serve the person she was badmouthing a few days ago even though it’s just a movie,” murmured another.

“I think so too. I mean, after what she had said behind Selene’s back, she must be regretting it now. She doesn’t even have any shame at all. Even though Xavier Wallace didn’t blacklist her, she should have quit this movie.”

“Well, what do you expect? She doesn’t have any shame.”

The more Michelle continued to hear the words of the people gossiping behind her, the more she couldn’t concentrate on her line since anger surged through her body. She had been spilling water nonstop. When she finally reached the throne Selene was seated on, she bowed and settled the bowl of water before her.

She felt a cramp as she had used most of her muscle power to bow hesitantly.

With a smirk on her lips, Selene pushed the bowl of water towards Michelle.

“Wash my feet and drink the water,” she ordered.