Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 389

Chapter 389: How the hell was she able to pull this off?

Despite his answer, Davis felt a wave of emotion crash over him.

He hadn’t expected that, in the end, it would be outsiders who cared for his well-being, while his own blood kin sharpened their knives against him.

Josh Anderson sighed, studying him quietly before gesturing toward the nearest seat as he sat back on the recliner.

A maid entered with a tray of juice, placing it carefully on the side table. "Thank you," Davis murmured.

He lifted the cup, took a sip, and set it down again. His gaze remained fixed on Josh. "How have you been?"

"I have always been," Josh smirked, "and much better these days. At least there is a headway."

"You sent more people?"

"No. I only asked Julian to investigate. For some reason, there was a breakthrough. He located her in Country Y."

"That’s great news."

"Julian left just hours ago. A pity you two haven’t met, even after all these years."

Davis nodded, though the thought unsettled him and was more baffling. For reasons beyond logic, his path and Julian’s never seemed to cross.

Since his teen years, Julian had been made to remain abroad. Each time Davis returned, Julian departed. At best, they missed each other by a few minutes, at worst, by hours. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

At some point even Josh had jokingly told Julian about it. In his words, "Julian, Dave is a good young man, well nurtured and mannered, but I don’t understand why your paths never meet."

Julian had blinked in confusion. "How?"

"Because as you are returning, he is leaving."

"Well, maybe not the time ordained by fate," Julian had said with a half-smile.

Josh had once tried to break the strange pattern. So on one of Julian’s return to Country Z, he had called Davis to visit. Yet, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t reach him.

At first, he thought it was simply a matter of connection But as months passed, dread gnawed at him.

It was unlike Davis to spend a full year without checking on him.

Some time ago, Julian had even asked his father why his friend Dave Raven no longer paid visits.

He could recall that anytime he came, he would always be told, "Dave Raven visited," but in a year and a few months now, he hadn’t called, texted or even dropped by.

Finally, Josh had asked his son to investigate that name. There had to be something wrong.

Otherwise, why did he never visit, never call? And why did every attempt to reach him end in voicemail?

Unbeknownst to him, it was during the time of the accident.

"So," Davis asked suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts, "finding her in Country Y...how is she, and with what family is she living?"

"He hasn’t told me the details. He only asked me to be calm and not anxious. But the more he says that, the more anxious I feel." Josh’s voice carried a trace of helplessness.

Davis raised his brow. "Why anxious?"

Josh exhaled. "He once mentioned seeing her with a crippled man. How could a cripple be worthy of my Anderson daughter?"

Davis’ heart lurched violently. His brow furrowed. "A crippled man?"

Josh nodded grimly. "I don’t know the specifics. I begged Julian to bring her home, but he insisted on giving her time."

Davis felt his heart thumping against his chest. His thoughts spun with questions as he tried to piece together answers that seemed irrelevant.

He deliberated on the some of the key words;

"A crippled man?"

"Julian Anderson?"

"The Anderson son at the banquet seems to refer to this Anderson."

"Does that mean Jessica is really from this Anderson family...or another?"

He needed clarity. He needed answers, and quickly and more importantly he didn’t want to trigger his suspicions.

"Do you know the man’s name?" Davis asked 5carefully.

"I don’t know, but it seems connected to the Allen family’s crippled heir," Josh lamented.

Davis’ mind went blank, his gaze froze.

"God, this can’t be happening."

Blame my mother for giving me that extra name.

"I can’t be meeting my father-in-law in this state."

"Wait, didn’t he just say I wasn’t qualified to marry her? What will he do when he discovers I am Davis Allen?"

He forced a small smile and asked, "Mr. Anders, what sort of man do you hope can marry her?"

Josh sighed deeply, his gaze gentle and soft as he stared into the blue sky. A soft breeze stirred.

"I"I was hoping," he said quietly, "that when she is found, if you aren’t married, maybe you could consider her...or possibly arrange a family worthy of her name."

Davis stifled a bitter smile. It felt ridiculous and ironic how he had been disqualified because of the Allen name yet as Dave Raven, he was deemed worthy.

But going back to memory, it seemed his fate and path with Jessica in this life had long been tangled. At first, it was their mothers hoping for a family tie.

Next, it was their paths crossing in an unexpected circumstance. Later, she became his wife from the countryside.

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