All Chapters of Escaping my heartless billionaire husband : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

91 (Xander's pov) Speaking of unwanted visitors, that was exactly what knocked on my doorstep today. After Dad's poisoning incident, I started to investigate, of course, not with the police since it was unknown who planned the poisoning incident and if they had influence in the police. Due to the investigation, I informed a couple of old friends, Ivan, Kyle and Benji, due to their influence. We planned to meet up at one of Ivan's clubs to talk things over after Benji arrived in the country, but all of a sudden, these assholes decided to use my home as the meeting point. I was not a good person in quote so none of my friends were considered saints. The last thing I wanted was for them to be close to Karis. The world was too wicked for my naive wife, and at times, I wish I could create a bubble to keep her safe but Karis just wanted to defend herself and kept throwing herself to the devil. I don't know what's the deal she has with Skyler, but one thing for sure, associat

(Karis's pov) "I look forward to that, but unfortunately, we have guests to attend to now. The punishment will be later." There was this menacing presence around him that made me scared to my bones. He was terrifying. Xander leaned forward and the aura around him calmed down a bit, but his eyes were still cold. His reaction to me touching the piano was so adverse. Despite the danger that rang around me and how serious Xander was, I was super excited and anticipating what he planned to do. My head was screaming and warning me of the danger but yet my body was intrigued. That was how fucked up Xander made me. "You don't scare me." I spat at him. My eyes were shooting daggers at him. His eyes were still cold despite the fact he was smiling. "If you are not scared, then why are you shaking like a bunny? All you can do is glare at me but it's cool as long as your eyes are on me. You just can't resist looking at me." He was annoying, his level of narcissism was beyond

(Karis's pov) I could not talk to Bertha after the surgery because she fell unconscious after it was done from exhaustion. Since it was expected she would be unconscious for almost a day, I just got her some flowers and a get-well card which I placed by her bed to show I was there. A sigh left my lips as I gave her a last glance before leaving her room. Skyler was waiting for me outside because he felt I needed my privacy. He was very considerate in everything. "Have you thought about what I told you?" He suddenly asked leaving puzzled. "What are you talking about? I am kind of lost?" I wracked my brains trying to figure out what he was talking about. "I heard from a little birdie you told your dear hubby I am your lover. You didn't accept my offer but you are always using my name to your advantage." My heartbeat plunged to my stomach. How did he find out about that? Skyler had an amused look as he observed my expression. "You are cute when you try to hide your

(Karis's pov) Up till now, I had no idea why Father had called me. He took his seat at the head of the table while Miranda sat by his side dutifully like a good wife. "How have you been dear? You seem to be glowing after you got married." Christian started to butter me up. He had a creepy smile on his face that made me feel something was off. "I have been doing great; the atmosphere at the De Marco estate is better than being surrounded by you pretentious bitches." I sneered, not sugarcoating my words. Father started to cough, understanding what I was implying. "That is no way to talk about mother and sister." Miranda butts in, her face marred with fury. "Mother, I had no idea my dead mother Hazel had another child. Why don't I have any idea of this father?" I acted oblivious to what she meant. Miranda's face flushed further. It was enjoyable to see her mad. Dad looked at me with his mouth agape, stunned by my behaviour; I was never the type to talk smack about peo

(Karis's pov) The entire ride back home I had this feeling something was off. My mind was plagued by a lot of thought at the moment, making it hard to figure out what the problem was. I packed my car in front of the house and gave the keys to Sam to pack it properly. Immediately, I alighted from the car; a piercing gaze was locked on me, which gave me goosebumps. My eyes glanced up in a particular direction and it caught the sight of a tall figure blended in the darkness dressed in all black. I recognized it to be Xander immediately; he was standing on the balcony that led to our room smoking. The lit cigarette was between his lips while his hand held a glass containing alcohol.' was he waiting for me?' I swallowed hard because fear twisted my stomach for a strange reason it seemed Xander was mad at me. This was the second time, I had seen Xander smoke, he was not a chain smoker and I had a gut feeling he only smokes when he is pissed off. His eyes briefly lo