Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377: I’ll handle it my way...

In the pool, Bernice found herself losing her breath. Her body burned from the poison mixed with the sting of fuel that clung to the water.

Her lungs tightened with the crushing loss of oxygen. She swam desperately to the edge of the pool, fingers brushing salvation, but just as her hand gripped the tiles, her strength faltered. She slipped back into the depths with a splash.

Her consciousness blurred, slipping away like sand through open hands.

She stretched feebly toward Cassandra, but her mother could do nothing despite being at the edge of the pool because her own body was trembling, too weak to drag Bernice to safety.

"Jessica... you will pay for this. I will make sure of that," Bernice whispered, her voice broken, barely audible.

Cassandra’s head snapped toward Jessica. Droplets clung to Jessica’s clothes from the violent splash, but her cold expression was sharper than the water dripping down her dress.

"Do you want to get her killed?" Cassandra demanded.

"Why did you push her into the pool?"

"Jessica, you are heartless!"

"Has she done you any wrong? She only invited you here to settle your indifferences!"

Jessica’s lips curved into a slow, icy smirk. "Cassandra, aren’t you being biased?" she drawled, her tone steeped in mockery. "I never touched her. She jumped in herself."

Cassandra’s mouth opened to retort but then she felt a presence behind her and a shiver ran down her spine.

Slowly, she turned, and her eyes widened at the tall figure emerging from the shadows.

"No... no, it can’t be possible. He shouldn’t be here," she panicked, her breath quickening.

"He was at the banquet when I called her out. How... how could he be here now?" she murmured, hands trembling by her side.

Without so much as a glance at Cassandra, Davis strode forward, every step deliberate and heavy with authority. His gaze locked onto Jessica.

In silence, he scooped her effortlessly into his arms. The garden seemed to shrink around his presence.

Before leaving, he cast a single, cold glance at Cassandra...an unspoken warning that pierced deeper than words.

Cassandra barely had time to gather herself when several young men materialized from the shadows.

Rough hands shoved her hard, and before she could comprehend what happened, she toppled into the pool.

The splash reverberated like thunder spilling over the edges, the biting coldness of the water wrapping around her body, dragging her under.

Her hands flailed wildly in the air,grasping for something...anything at all but there was nothing but toppled again and again.

Water surged into her lungs as she gulped desperately for air. Her chest convulsed, chokin

Through the blur of water and panic, her eyes found Bernice still clinging weakly to life, her body trembling, her gaze desperate, waiting, hoping someone...anyone would save her.

Davis, already walking away, paused. His voice was like ice. "They shouldn’t die in there," he ordered flatly.

He resumed his footsteps, his eyes shifted to the woman in his arms. "Why didn’t you step away from the splash?"

Jessica giggled lightly, unbothered. "You don’t have to pull such a long face. She fell so hard, the splash was impossible to avoid."

Davis’s jaw tightened, his voice a low growl. "Just hope your grandmother gives me a good explanation. Otherwise..."

It shouldn’t be right to make any move without officially giving the Santiago’s family a chance.

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