Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 373

Chapter 373: Julian’s arrival 1

Towards Donald, Davis nodded subtly in greeting.

Donald had been standing beside his mother ever since she had left her room, his lips curved in a warm, constant smile..

At the sound of Davis’ voice, Lady Matilda pulled slightly away from Jessica and turned toward him. Her expression brightened, her gaze softening.

"Thank you very much for taking such good care of her," she said warmly, sincerity and gratitude laced into every syllable.

Davis returned a small nod. "That’s what I should do."

A glance over his shoulder brought Ethan forward, carrying a neatly wrapped box. Davis accepted it, then stepped forward and extended it with both hands.

"Congratulations on finding your granddaughter. I hope you remain healthy enough to care for her for many more years," he said evenly.

Donald moved quickly to take the gift, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. Lady Matilda’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she watched him hand over the gift to Donald.

"You didn’t have to go this far," she murmured, smiling through the emotion. "I’m already grateful just knowing she’s in good hands."

Davis shook his head lightly "It is just tonics and supplements," Davis replied, shaking his head gently. "Nothing extravagant."

Jessica eased back from Lady Matilda, her eyes lifting to meet her husband’s. Her smile bloomed softly. "Hubby... thank you."

The week had been exhausting for him with meetings, travel, and unexpected events and yet he had remembered details she herself hadn’t considered.

The thought left her both touched and quietly ashamed; though she had come in the car with him, it had never crossed her mind to prepare a gift for Lady Matilda.

She was beautifully unaware and she hadn’t even thought of it until now.

"Even supplements and tonics aren’t easy to come by," Lady Matilda said, turning to her son. "I hope you keep this carefully."

Donald nodded and passed the box to his assistant for safekeeping, mindful that with so many guests, misplacing it would be far too easy.

A few metres away, clusters of guests watched the exchange with thinly veiled curiosity as they tried to guess the relationships between them.

Their murmurs rippled through the air, as if gossips were the evening’s true entertainment.

With Davis’ reputation for being cold and expressionless, seeing him so respectful and measured toward the Santiagos’ matriarch puzzled many.

"Don’t you think something is... off?" one guest whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn’t you hear Davis and his wife call her ’Grandma’?"

"That means nothing."

"You can’t honestly believe that. Without a close connection, do you think Davis Allen would use that word?"

"She’s old enough to be anyone’s grandmother, so plenty of people probably address her that way."

"Still... Why do I see traces of her features on Davis’ wife?"

"You’re suggesting they’re related?"

"Just my suspicion."

"That’s impossible."

"Maybe she just came out to welcome Davis because of his family’s standing."

At the front, Lady Matilda’s eyes narrowed slightly as the murmurs shifted tone.

Though she had called for this banquet to welcome her granddaughter home in a grand manner, yet her years of navigating the mall and society had taught her differently.

She had learnt to live discreetly and wisely.

For that reason, she had chosen not to reveal Jessica’s identity outright. A vague introduction brought more peace than a public declaration.

Guests had even been instructed not to take photographs as an extra precaution to shield Jessica from unnecessary attention.

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