The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 207:
Chapter 207: Chapter 207: You Don’t Understand Him at All
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The dilapidated house was a mess, with only the bed being clean while the other corners were filled with trash, emitting a foul stench.
The pungent smell hit Molly Walker’s nose, causing her eyebrows to furrow, and her stomach to churn. She hastily walked to the trash bin and threw up violently.
It wasn’t her first time being kidnapped.
Unlike last time, her captors this time were somewhat respectful and didn’t tie her up.
She walked to the door and pulled it, as expected, it was locked.
Faint footsteps could be heard outside the door.
The door lock clicked open, and through the gap, Xavier Gallagher’s sinister face appeared, drawing closer.
“I apologize for bringing you here like this, Miss Thompson,” he said, his calm voice laced with a chilling composure. His features bore an uncanny resemblance to Michael Gallagher.
Molly spaced out for a few seconds, then put the pieces together in her mind.
This must have been where Xavier had been living for the past few years. The fact that the once eldest heir of the Gallagher family now lived in such squalor, was it out of genuine humility or some hidden resentment?
“Xavier Gallagher, I suppose I should call you my brother,” Molly said, her clear eyes revealing a deep, tranquil resolve. “Why didn’t you tell Michael you were still alive?”
When she thought of the man who was even afraid of sparks, her heart clenched tightly.
If Michael had known his brother was alive, he wouldn’t have suffered so much over the years.
“Why ?” Xavier scoffed bitterly, his cold, black eyes glinting with a blood-red light. “You should ask him!”
She wasn’t expecting such a strong response.
Molly’s beautiful eyes flickered with slight surprise.
“How dare I tell him I’m alive? He would have loved for me to be dead so that he’d be the only heir to the Gallagher family and inherit everything by default,” Xavier said, laughing manically when he thought about his now-deceased younger brother. Tears filled his eyes as he laughed. “If he hadn’t died, I wouldn’t dare to come out. If he knew I was alive, he’d take my life, let alone expose me as an illegal immigrant.”
She hadn’t expected him to think that way.
“Michael Gallagher isn’t that kind of person,” she said. In her heart, he was someone who valued family. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have left his shares to Bailey Gallagher in his will before he died.
She remembered him saying that if his older brother had been alive, he wouldn’t have been so worn out.
Michael had once been free and open-minded, proud like the wind, rather than bound by a company.
“What do you think Michael Gallagher is, a saint?” Xavier sneered, his handsome face roughened by years of hardship. He lowered his voice, dripping with mockery. “He’s nothing but a sly, cunning man. Who knows? Maybe he’s been playing you for a fool all along and still having you count his money for him!”
Xavier’s low growl emerged from his throat, like a hungry wolf howling in desperation.
Each word was laden with hatred.
Molly’s eyes turned icy cold.
This Xavier Gallagher seemed like a madman.
“Michael Gallagher is dead,” she stated flatly.
Without evidence, she couldn’t believe the words that Xavier had said.
Molly squinted, her tone impatient. “All these years, he’s been living in the shadow of your death, always trying to atone.”
“Of course he has to atone! If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be an illegal immigrant!” Thinking of the fire, the hatred in Xavier’s eyes seemed like venomous snakes. “Enough of this, Miss Walker. You don’t know him at all.”
The words “you don’t know him” struck Molly like a heavy hammer, slamming into her heart.
Thinking of the man in the car, Molly’s heart sank with a heavy thump.
Michael Gallagher
Can I trust you again
Molly’s eyes fluttered shut, her palms feeling numb.
“Actually, I didn’t call you here for anything other than one request. I don’t care if I get to be the CEO or not. I just hope that you’ll show Isabelle some mercy,” Xavier said, his tone softening a little.
He sat down on a chair, his body relaxing and the unshaven beard on his face making him look somewhat despondent.
“She is Bailey’s mother, and I can atone for her mistakes.”
After all, he was already an illegal immigrant, so going to jail didn’t matter.
Molly Walker curled her lips, laughing without saying a word.
“Isabelle is really lucky to have so many men protecting her.”
“Michael Gallagher was there before, then Jake Smith, and now you ”
Her laughter was full of meaning.
Xavier Gallagher’s face changed slightly, evidently feeling embarrassed.
He knew about Jake Smith too, but Isabelle had claimed she was just playing along. However, later a damning live video of the two surfaced. Isabelle cried and begged him for a long time, and because of Bailey, he could only choose to forgive her.
Even now, he was doing it for Bailey.
“Bailey doesn’t know about your existence, does he?”
Xavier Gallagher was taken aback.
“When Isabelle was at the police station, Bailey testified personally. Even a five-year-old can tell right from wrong. It’s surprising that you, his father, would do things against your conscience.”
“He would be disappointed if he knew what kind of person his father is.”
Xavier Gallagher looked shocked and muttered, “Did you say he went to the police station to testify?”
Molly Walker nodded, “He saw with his own eyes how Isabelle attacked my mom with a vase. Although he is young, his sense of justice is very strong.”
In the past, Bailey would always take Isabelle’s side without questioning. Now, even Bailey saw her true nature.
Unexpecting that his son would be so righteous, Xavier Gallagher’s face turned pale and green alternately.
“Isabelle killed my grandmother. I’m sorry, but I cannot forgive her, and neither will the law.”
“All I did was submit the evidence to the police. As for the rest I have no control over it.”
She laughed, suppressing the nausea in her chest and walked towards the doorway.
Xavier Gallagher did not try to stop her.
Molly Walker walked out the door and found it to be a narrow and confined alley.
So this was where Xavier Gallagher had been living for years.
The once high and mighty eldest heir of the Gallagher family could now only survive in a place like this.
What could have happened back then?
Thinking about how he said that Michael Gallagher was not a good person, and that he hid away to avoid Michael, her chest felt as if a boulder was pressing on it, making it hard to breathe.
She wanted to believe in Michael Gallagher.
But with what has happened recently, even she knew better than to delude herself.
Michael Gallagher might still be alive.
Since he is alive, why not come out, even hiding it from her? Does he want to see her suffer?
The cold wind blew, and the sky drizzled rain. She hugged her shoulders, feeling a little pain in her lower abdomen, and slowly squatted down.
With fog enveloping her vision, hunger and cold gnawing at her, her consciousness began to fade.
At the moment she fell, she seemed to see that man running towards her.
“Michael Gallagher ”
She muttered to herself, wanting to open her eyes to take another look, but her eyelids just couldn’t lift up.
As he held her, the man’s stern face was terrifyingly gloomy.
He lifted Molly Walker into his arms, put her in the car, and ordered coldly, “Take her to the hospital immediately.”
Then, he walked briskly towards the alley.
There, he was desperate to know the answer.
At this moment, Molly Walker’s mutter of “Michael Gallagher” anchored him in place.
