Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 19

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Chapter 19: Hubby, be careful not to get hurt

Davis woke up very early, Ethan helped him with his morning routine. He had his bath and wheeled himself close to the floor to ceiling window, as usual Ethan always kept a financial newspaper on the table so he casually picked up the latest edition. It's been a long time since got acquainted with the happenings in the financial world. Casually he flipped and scanned through the pages. Ethan entered to check on him and was surprised to find him reading the newspaper. He looked around the room "the sun must have risen from the west" he muttered to himself.

He gradually approached him with a questioning gaze"Are you really reading the newspaper?" He asked with skepticism. Davis glanced at him briefly with a scowl on his face "I'm sure you are not blind". He sneered. Ethan never expected such a surprise this morning. "Breakfast will be ready soon, should I serve it here or will you be coming down for breakfast?"Ethan asked. Davis kept silent for a while "Has she woken up?" He queried. Ethan never expected the response to his question will be this. "No, she has not", he answered. "What a lazy woman, still in bed at this time of the day?" He muttered more to himself than Ethan. "I will eat downstairs". He finally responded. Ethan sighed in relief as he left the room.

Meanwhile in Jessica's room, the sun rays filtered through the window casting its golden hue on her body which is wrapped tightly in the duvet while in her beauty sleep. The loud ring of the phone on the bedside table pierced through the silence. Groggily she picked up the phone not knowing the caller but then a familiar sonorus authoritative tone filtered through the phone speaker "Jessica, you have to come home today with your husband to meet and greet the family', he instructed.

Jessica didn't expect such a culture will hold when she is forced into the marriage. "Dad, you know my husband's situation and it might be a difficult feat to attain", she mused. "It's part of the marriage rite and besides he is not bedridden,so you have to see to it that it is done in accordance", he concluded and ended the call with one swift motion. The room fell silent, it was though someone never called. Jessica rubbed her brows, she felt headache coming on and her grogginess cleared; she never expected to be called home to greet the parents because this applies when there is a proper marriage ceremony but then in her case it was arranged, forced and even the groom is not happy with her. With a sigh, she came down from the bed. "Anyway, it is not a bad idea to pay homage. Since the Brown family wants my visit so much, I will honour them with one". She muttered.

She had a quick bath that rejuvenated her for the day after which she choose a light floral gown that complements her fair skin, she applied a light makeup making her look more of a weak lovely girl than the glamorous lady she was last night. She made her hair into a ponytail, twirling around before the mirror, "perfect", she said in satisfaction and slowly she slid her feet into her sandals. Slowly, she turned the door knob, opened the door and with a calculated step made her way to the living room.

Arriving at the same time Davis turned his wheelchair to move to the dining room, their gaze met in the air and stilled for a while, the environment seems to fade out as they only looked at each other. Jessica was astonished at Davis appearance, even in the wheelchair he was as handsome as a god, his well defined face, the chiseled jaw, the deep brown eyes and thick eyelashes—it will be a lie to say she didn't feel attracted to the face before her. Davis thought was a jumbled mess because the person before him is totally different from the woman of yesterday, the charming face, the weak innocent girl standing like a lonely flower in the wind made one want to protect her at all cost but then her family had plotted with Desmond Allen to keep him forcefully married after he had taken everything away from him. No, he cannot be attracted, no he must not be lured into their trap. With one final glance, he wheeled himself into the dining room. Jessica followed behind, a smile on her lips. The changing expressions on Davis face did not escape her eyes but then she is not in a hurry. Slowly, she took her seat at the dining table beside Davis.

Meticulously, she served his dishes , water and desert as a virtuous wife should, her lavender scent filled the room making Davis heart race rather than calming him. "We will be visiting the Brown family after meal to greet my parents", Jessica announced. Davis hand paused briefly, his knuckles holding the cutlery with more force than required. "I am not interested, I am not visiting", he answered.

"You know this isn't open for discussion because it is a rule already made and stands as such. So dear husband, your handsomeness will be a waste if I don't flaunt you before the Brown family." She smirked. Davis mouth curled up unconsciously at her statement. It is not everytime that he gets to be praised for been handsome in his presence. He dabbed his lips with the napkins and pushed back from the table. "Miss Brown, you sure have a way with words", he smirked.