Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 326

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Chapter 326: What key? What Vault?....

As they approached the car to board, Davis halted in his footsteps as Ethan and Bella throttled over in the company of Becky and Alex.

Each of them wore a worried expression of concern and helplessness. The phone call had shattered everything they had planned for the past few months.

Davis felt most guilty about the situation, casting a brief glance at Jessica, who stood quietly by the side, her expression calm and collected that it was impossible to discern what she was thinking.

Davis felt hurt. He had witnessed how tirelessly she had strived to better the designs—calls at midnight demanding her attention to every little detail of the launch and the production. She had borne it tirelessly, even skipping meals.

At a certain point, he had feared she might break down. Even when it was discovered she was pregnant, she didn’t stop. She had dedicated everything and had planned ahead.

Walking down the red carpet with her, he had felt the happiness emanating from her, even from the depth of her bones. And even at the table, despite the discussion going around them, her gaze never left the stage.

The faint smile on her lips as she took in the appearance of the models the moment they stepped on that red carpet...

Though she had not known about the change before, and her inquisitiveness immediately she found out, yet she had been happy—until the call came in.

Alex stepped over and slowly patted his back. From the distance, he had felt how worried he was. His expression was quite clear and somber. There was no need to talk more.

"Brother..." Bella called as she stepped closer. Her eyes glistened, yet she stubbornly held it back. She was already hopeful of meeting a strong old man who would be much more surprised to see her.

Though she had no recollection of what he might have addressed her as, she had waited in anticipation.

Davis nodded lightly. Casting a brief glance at her, he retracted his gaze as it settled on Ethan. "Has the arrangement been made?" he asked with a calm voice.

Ethan nodded with quiet assurance. Davis took a deep breath, his voice coming almost like a whisper. "You can come over to the hospital with her," he said.

Ethan nodded and glanced briefly at Bella. Jessica’s brow furrowed with contemplation. "Davis, will this be okay?" she asked.

Initially, it had been in their plans that Bella would be introduced to Elder Allen, their grandfather, after the launch as they expected to return home for the next family dinner. But the situation at the moment wasn’t promising.

Davis lifted his gaze to meet hers. "There is no better time," he murmured.

He had given it quiet thought. He couldn’t guarantee what the situation might turn out to be. He couldn’t take chances since it might cost him a lot—and the new Davis promised himself to live without regrets.

"Can you go back and finish the show?" Davis asked more worriedly.

No matter how he looked at it, it was unfair to her. Jessica glared at him. "If you are done arranging things, get into the car," she instructed, her tone authoritative, that Davis shook his head in resignation.

Despite the tense moment, a slight smile crossed his lips. He took a deep breath, pulled her into a brief hug before he helped her into the car, and then settled down beside her.

With the decision made, the car left the launch and slowly pulled into the highway, racing toward the Central Hospital.

In the car, Jessica called Richard, who picked up on the first ring. "I am out of the hotel and have urgent matters to attend to," she said, her voice calm.

Taking a glance out the window as the car sped past the busy traffic and everything falling into the backdrop, Jessica sighed.

"Also, I noticed the arrival of Julian Anderson of Anderson Group. It must be a long trip for him to make it to the launch, but do attend to him carefully," she instructed, yet a slight regret coursed through her heart.

"Quite unfair, I couldn’t receive him by myself," she thought as she made a mental note to send an apology gift to him later.

Richard took a deep breath from his end. Jessica noticed the slight pause but kept calm.

That action she had always noticed of him whenever he had more to ask or say, but at the moment there was definitely no need to.

Richard sighed resignedly. "Alright. You take care of yourself." His voice tinged with concern.

Hospital

Davis and Jessica arrived at the hospital just in time to meet a team of nurses wheeling Elder Allen into the emergency ward.

An oxygen mask attached to him was fogged lightly with every shallow breath he took. His skin was unnaturally pale and weak, practically drained of the vitality he once carried with commanding pride.

"Grandpa!" Jessica and Davis called out instinctively, as they rushed forward to meet him. Jessica took his frail hand, which was too cold, her brow furrowed as she tried to assess the situation from his pulse.

Her heart skipped a beat. She cast a subtle glance at Davis, who caught her subtle reaction, and his heart started thumping wildly.

A nurse extended an arm. "Sir, ma’am, please you both will have to wait here," she said.

Davis clenched his jaw, torn between complying and barging through. Jessica stepped in, placing a steady hand on his arm. "Let them do their work," she said gently. "He needs the doctors now."