The Billionaire's Genius Wife-Chapter 490 Plan To Marry Her

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Today, Scarlett finally agreed to visit her father's house for the first time.

Roland Gilwynn's house was in the Royal Garden, the largest in that area. The house was built after he had passed his throne to Simon, and now, he lived alone only with his butler and staff.

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Not long after, the car driven by Xander stopped in front of a white two-story house with a modern facade and a large, beautiful garden. Since it was now the end of April, the flowers in the yard looked perfectly blooming and beautiful.

Scarlett could see her father standing before the main entrance with a big smile, eagerly waiting for them.

"You have to give him a chance, babe. He already tried hard to approach you..." Xander commented when he saw his father-in-law looking so happy as he waited for them.

Scarlett chuckled, "I've given him chances, but he ruined it. We took a setback again because of Maggie's matters. Gosh!" She sighed and then looked at Xander. "But, don't worry... This time, I've forgiven him completely. I'm exhausted from playing with my emotions when facing him..."

"Hahaha, you should have done that sooner." Xander ruffled her hair gently.

"Ugh, Xander... please stop. You're ruining my beautiful hair!" She glared at him, but he didn't stop; instead, he leaned his face toward her and kissed her tempting lips.

Scarlett, "..."

"Okay, let's go!" Xander immediately exited the car to open the door for Scarlett. Still, Roland had already opened the door for her before he could do so.

"Scarlett, my daughter, welcome home..." Roland said in his gentle voice. "Come on, let's go inside quickly," he added, offering his hand to Scarlett.

Even though she felt a little bit awkward, she accepted his hand.

While walking toward the house, Roland didn't release Scarlett's hand; he kept holding it. Scarlett accepted Roland's hand but couldn't help glancing at Xander, who stood behind her. She motioned for him to follow them inside.

"F-Father..." Scarlett cleared her throat, feeling somehow dry. This was their first meeting and conversation after Maggie's case.

"Yes?" Roland glanced at her.

"Why did you invite us to lunch? Didn't you say you were going to have a dinner party?"

"We will have dinner with the whole family, but I want to show you the house first. And I hope you two can sleep over here tonight," Roland said excitedly.

"What? Why?" Scarlett was surprised to hear that. "We can just drive to our house after dinner; it's only an eight-minute... no, a ten-minute drive," she said, stressing that she had not planned to stay overnight and had not brought anything from her home.

Roland suddenly stopped when they arrived in the modern classic-style family room, which was very spacious and luxurious.

He looked at Scarlett with a hint of sadness flashing through his eyes. He said, "Scarlett, this is your house. I'm sad if you refuse to stay just one night in this house?"

'Gosh! Why did he start showing his excessive fatherhood to me right after I forgave him?' she wondered, glancing at Xander as if to seek his opinion. Honestly, she found it difficult to reject her father when she wanted to mend their father-daughter relationship.

When Scarlett saw Xander nodding slowly with a smile, she finally agreed to her father's idea of staying here.

"Thank you, Scarlett; you're granting your lonely father's wish..." Roland said and continued his steps, this time walking ahead of them towards the second floor while explaining about the house.

Scarlett felt amused hearing how enthusiastic her father was now. In her mind, she imagined her mother being here with them; it would be perfect.

"On the first floor, there are all the areas for guests, and on the other wing, a special place for me and your mother..." Roland stopped and glanced at Scarlett, who was surprised by his words.

"Well, I plan to marry your mother, Scarlett. So, you have to prepare yourself..." Roland continued with a smile.

Scarlett couldn't comment on that; she simply cheered her father in her heart. She did hope they would reunite.

"And I made this second floor for Simon and Maggie. But because they both already have a house in the Royal Garden, they never stay here. So their room is still vacant," he explained, with sadness in his tone.

"And, when I found you, I asked someone to renovate the empty room at the other end, especially for you and Xander. Two weeks ago, the room was ready. Let me show you. Follow me..." Roland excitedly walked towards the room in the corner.

Scarlett and Xander didn't say anything; they just followed Roland from behind while exchanging smiles.

"How is the room? I hope you like it?" Roland asked as they entered the modern classic room, decorated in white and gold. It gave it a luxurious yet warm feel, with fresh flowers placed in beautiful vases in a few spots.

Large French windows surrounded the room, allowing natural light to enter without the need for artificial lighting. 𝒷ℯ𝒹𝓃𝓸𝓿ℯ𝓁.𝒸ℴ𝓶

What caught Scarlett's attention was that she could see her house because this house was located on a hill higher than the other houses in the Royal Garden.

"This is a beautiful bedroom, Father. I love it..." Scarlett sincerely praised him and felt grateful that her father had created this room for her and Xander.

"I also made a walk-in closet for you..." Roland pointed to another room. "Can you follow me to check if you still need anything..."

Scarlett was stunned, looking at the walk-in closet. She froze at the door, gazing inside without entering.

"Why? You didn't like it? Well... Actually, Xander and Logan helped me fill this walk-in closet," Roland explained with worry.

Scarlett looked at Xander, who was still staring at the scenery outside. When Xander noticed her, she asked, "Husband, how could you keep a secret from me?"

Scarlett smiled slightly and shook her head when she didn't hear Xander's answer. She then followed her father into the walk-in closet.

Roland couldn't help but laugh upon hearing his daughter scold her husband.