Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Davis Allen just left the country...

With both of them reaching the conclusion about Davis’ trip for the business summit, he led Jessica to visit Lady Matilda in her room.

They arrived at her door, Jessica tapped lightly but received no response.

She glanced at Davis, her brows furrowed. "I hope she isn’t doing anything reckless because of the same people that wanted her dead," she whispered uneasily.

After a pause, she knocked again, this time more firmly. A brief silence lingered before a faint shuffle sounded within, followed by a weary voice:

"Come in."

Jessica and Davis exchanged a knowing glance. She pushed the door open and they stepped inside together.

The room was brightly lit. Lady Matilda sat on the bed with a few scattered photographs beside her. Her tired gaze lingered at the doorway, softening when she saw Jessica.

Jessica walked forward with a gentle smile. "Grandma," she called softly.

"You are here?" Lady Matilda answered, her voice weak but affectionate.

Davis moved in from the door, his face unreadable. "Grandma," he greeted evenly.

Her eyes flickered to him, swirling with emotions; gratitude, helplessness, and something else he couldn’t quite place.

"Are you... okay with my decision?" she asked slowly.

Davis inclined his head. "I am sorry for causing you pain."

Lady Matilda sighed. "Don’t worry about that. Sooner or later, it would have happened."

Jessica sat beside her and clasped her hand. Lady Matilda’s voice wavered as she continued. "For years, I tolerated their actions, perhaps too much. I thought leniency was the right path... but never did I expect they would sink so low—plotting to drown a pregnant woman in a poisoned pool."

Her hand trembled as she lifted a photo and set it aside. "That was the peak of their cruelty. I can’t excuse them anymore. You only gave me a reason to do what I should have done long ago."

She glanced at Jessica and patted her head softly. "You have suffered, my dear."

Jessica shook her head, while Davis exhaled in relief. As long as Lady Matilda didn’t resent him, that was all that mattered.

"Grandma, are you really okay?" Jessica asked with worry lacing her voice.

"Silly girl, you worry too much," Lady Matilda said gently. "Tell me instead—how are you coping with your last trimester?"

Jessica hesitated. "Grandma, I feel dizzy at intervals. Like a slow breeze, and then I get lightheaded."

Lady Matilda’s brows furrowed. "Have you seen the doctor?"

"I plan to, tomorrow."

Davis spoke up, his tone firm. "Grandma, I’ll be leaving Jessica in your care. I have to attend the summit."

Lady Matilda turned her gaze on him sharply. "The summit?" She glanced at Jessica, remembering their earlier conversation.

Jessica shrugged faintly. "He only just decided. Grandma, I’ll visit you tomorrow morning. His flight leaves in less than four hours."

Lady Matilda nodded but watched them closely as they departed. Alone, she sighed and slowly gathered the photos on her bed.

Her hands shook as she slipped them into a brown envelope and sealed it with trembling fingers.

Meanwhile, back in Jessica’s bedroom, Davis helped her change into something more comfortable before they both left the estate.

Their car sped toward Davis’ residence, the night air pressing against the windows. Jessica clung tightly to his arm the entire ride, her heart beating with restless unease.

Davis rubbed her shoulders softly. "Baby, what’s wrong?"

Jessica sighed. She had no ready-made answer to this question but only that she suddenly felt reluctant to let him go.

Call it her mood swing acting up or her instinct warning her, but at this moment she hoped he would change his mind.

With her insistence for him to attend the summit, she couldn’t bring herself to say otherwise at this moment because it only meant contradicting herself.

When the car pulled into the brightly lit compound of Davis’ estate, he glanced at her profile under the dim lights and sighed deeply.

"Let’s go upstairs," he murmured. She nodded quietly, following him inside.

At intervals, she would glance at Davis’ side profile through the soft light of the staircase as though it was the first time.

Back to their room, Davis gathered a few items he would be needing for the trip; an extra laptop, his phone, a few documents that might need his attention.

"I was thinking...since you weren’t attending the summit maybe you could take a look at those documents in the envelope, but then it should be on your return," Jessica said.

Davis nodded as he pulled her into his embrace, a mix of emotions swirling in his mind. "Baby, please can you take good care of yourself while I am away?" He asked.

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