My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner-Chapter 419: Home Sweet Home

Xavier’s body went rigid, his entire demeanor shifting. His fingers curled around the phone as his heartbeat pounded in his ears.

"Where?" he demanded.

"It was quick, but we caught a clear shot of him entering some restaurants."

Xavier frowned, unsure whether to trust Maxwell. He had been avoiding the hideout for days, and this sudden call felt suspicious. Was Maxwell genuinely reaching out, or was he trying to lure him back and extract information? If Maxwell was the informant, this could be a trap.

Maxwell has been his best friend since childhood and back then, he only exchanged a few words with Xander because the latter didn’t want to be connected with another nerd like Xavier.

When Arabella died, Maxwell never once believed Xavier was responsible. He stood by his side, unwavering in his loyalty, until Xavier was released from jail. That was why the chances of Maxwell being the informant seemed slim.

If he were the traitor, he would have sabotaged their operations long ago—creating chaos at every trade, making it impossible for Xavier to help the girls escape. Yet, there was always that lingering doubt. What if he had been playing the long game all along?

You can never know someone’s true intentions well.

"I’ll come check it tomorrow. It’s too late and I want to rest," Xavier replied. Which was the truth. After he and Anastasia travelled back to Radiantia from Fameville, they directly came to the Clark mansion for dinner, giving them no time to rest at all.

He glanced at Anastasia, her back was faced towards him as she stared at the beautiful city from their angle, a tiny smile on her face.

Maxwell was a little stunned when he heard that Xavier would be coming over the next day. It was unusual. And being tired, tired from what exactly? He couldn’t help but wonder since Xavier barely came to the hideout, he had no idea what he could be spending his time on.

He could only sigh.

"Go ahead and rest then," he replied and hung up on the phone.

Xavier stared at his phone screen for a second, his eyes narrowing at it before he locked it and put it back in his pockets.

He walked back towards Anastasia and tapped her on the shoulder.

"You must be tired, let’s head back home," he said.

Home. That word felt foreign to her but she didn’t react much to it.

Pulling the jacket closer towards her, they went downstairs, their hands intertwined.

The family were all watching movies when they arrived. When they sensed their presence, Nora quickly asked, "You’re going home already?"

"Yes, mother," Anastasia responded.

"I thought you two were going to spend the night here?" Jeffrey asked.

"Not today. But we’ll come some other time and spend the night too," Anastasia replied.

Jeffrey watched them, regret settling deep in his chest. He had once tried to tear them apart, pushing for a divorce over sins that weren’t Xavier’s to bear. But now, seeing their intertwined hands, he realized how wrong he had been.

Despite everything Anastasia had endured, Xavier never wavered. He stayed by her side, loving her just as fiercely—if not more—than before. Jeffrey could see it now: they weren’t just a couple; they were meant for each other. And for the first time, he felt at peace knowing his daughter was truly in good hands.

Anastasia and Xavier bid everyone a goodbye before they started heading back to their home.

The ride was silent but still very much comfortable.

Anastasia’s thoughts drifted off to Izara. For sure, the girl didn’t want to continue whatever business her family was into, but she also didn’t want any help from her.

’Could it be that she doesn’t trust me or thinks that I’m just a bad person?’ She couldn’t help but wonder. Then she realized that she’d posed as someone who’s into trafficking in the first place. If only she could just find where their hideout was, then everything would have been easier.

Since Izara wasn’t willing to spill anything to her, maybe it was high time she met Desmond, her twin brother. However still, there was no guarantee that he would tell her anything that would benefit her.

’I’ll just give it a try,’ Anastasia thought to herself.

She looked out the window and realized they’d reached.

The mansion was huge, and it looked familiar. Anastasia couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been living in this huge mansion all by himself.

"Let’s go in," he said, taking her hand.

They walked inside and everywhere was as dark as midnight, making it impossible to see.

Xavier switched on the lights and everywhere was bright once again.

Anastasia stared at the living room, everything looking so familiar but they were all blurry in her memories.

All of a sudden, she felt Xavier behind her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head on her shoulder. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"If you can’t remember anything, then don’t force yourself. They’ll come eventually," he said.

"Did you live here all by yourself?" Anastasia couldn’t help but ask.

She felt Xavier nod. "Everywhere was quiet when you left. Even with the maids being around making some faint noises here and there, it was still too quiet. So I sent them away."

"Didn’t that make it even more quiet?" She asked.

"It did. But now that you’re back," he turned her around so that she would be facing him. "Everywhere won’t be quiet anymore." He leaned towards her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. But he wasn’t satisfied. He was tempted to deepen it and have her out of breathe but he doubted the night was only going to end with kissing. He’d been able to hold himself back at the Clark mansion. But now, he was starting to lose control.

Together, they headed towards their room.

Xavier smiled, already sure he was going to have a sound sleep tonight, the kind he’s never had since she went missing.