Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155: You have to lose, to win it back

After the whirlwind of truths and the emotional tidal wave that had swept through the dining table like a storm, the silence that lingered was almost unbearable.

Tension still clung to the corners of the room, refusing to leave entirely despite the softened expressions now resting on most faces.

And then, like the first gentle breeze after a storm, Jessica spoke.

Her voice was soft, yet it rang clearly. "Can we toast to this new beginning?"

She raised her glass—not just in celebration, but in hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, something good could finally grow from all this chaos.

For a moment, no one moved.

Then Elliot Raven was the first to lift his glass, followed by Davis. One by one, each person followed, glasses held high, as they toasted to their heart felt wishes.

"To new beginnings," Jessica said again, firmer this time, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "To family," Bella whispered beside her. "To peace," Elliot added with a heavy nod.

Clinks echoed around the table as glasses touched.

The atmosphere, which had earlier been thick with shock, finally began to lift. Conversations resumed with light, cautious chatter, but sincere.

The air loosened, and quiet laughter slowly made its way into the corners of the room.

Even Ethan had started to smile again though it came with a side of resigned heartbreak as he kept stealing glances at Bella, as if mourning what could never be.

Amid the subtle chatter, Davis turned slightly in his wheelchair, his eyes locking on Richard with a knowing look. "How did it go?" he asked under his breath, barely loud enough for others to catch.

Richard, who had just taken a sip from his glass, nodded and leaned slightly closer.

"It was positive," he said, keeping his voice low. "He signed."

A small sigh of relief escaped Davis’s lips.

Richard continued, "As things are, there’s calm returning to the Allen Group. The pressure is easing. But..." He paused.

The room, sensing the shift in his voice, fell into silence once again.Richard looked around the waiting faces, then dropped the next sentence like a sledgehammer.

"But he will soon declare you dead."

The words crashed down like thunder.

Jessica froze, her fingers tightening around the stem of her glass.

Bella’s head snapped toward Davis, her expression etched in confusion. Even Elliot seemed momentarily stunned.

Richard pressed on, "Seeing the signature... he recognized it immediately and suspected you might be the one." He said with a playful smile tugging his lips in recollection of Desmond frightened and contemplative face.

"Then, how did you manage to get him down?" Davis asked with a guess already forming in his mind.

" I only convinced him. Because the document was already prepared with your other name Dave Ravensdale he believed it."

" I am surprised he didn’t know you by that name when he is your uncle." Richard smirked.

"Dave Ravensdale" Jessica murmured quietly. Davis leaned back slowly, closing his eyes for a second as memories stirred from deep within him. His expression softened with nostalgia, pain... longing.

"I didn’t just pick that name out of nowhere," he said, opening his eyes again. "It was a name my mother gave me... long ago. I was only seven." Everyone listened silently as he recounted its origin.

"She told me," Davis continued, "that if I ever found myself in danger... life-threatening danger... I was to abandon the Allen name. I was to call myself Dave Ravensdale instead." He paused, staring down at the table, lost in memory.

"At that time, I was just a kid. I didn’t understand why she said that. I even asked her why she didn’t just say ’David’ and who are the Ravensdale?

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