Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54: She is a doctor...

Outside the study, Some of the family members around were on edge while Desmond paced the hallway furiously.

He was in the sitting room when Alfred hurried past him to the old man’s room without sparing him a glance or even talking to him.

His hurried footsteps, a testament that something has gone amiss, he knows the old man’s body the best. Though, the doctors have always given him a report that it is as a result of old age- that was an excuse to keep him from investigating further.

With his suspicion mounting, he dialed out to some of the family members who hasn’t gone far making sure they return to the house, they have to be present to witness the scene he waited for a long time.

He wished his son would have been here but then the journey to the hospital is inevitable.

By the time he finished his arrangement, Alfred had already hurried past him to the study, he followed him but then the door was shut against his face.

Desmond’s blood boiled with rage, he heard Alfred clearly issuing instructions not to allow anyone entry including himself.

"How dare he, a mere butler take such decision?" He mused. He promise to put them in their place in a short while.

Ethan stood guard together with the few bodyguard Alfred had deployed with the old man’s token which means he cannot order them out of the way and they will obey only obey Alfred—even as the Chairman of the group he has been denied of such privilege. He is not resigned with such arrangement.

"I have to go in and see my father", he thundered, his voice trembling with anger as he forced to push himself through the door but they did not budge, their expressions impassive.

Alfred had given strict instructions not to allow anybody in at the moment. He has always been wary of Desmond and since Jessica mentioned some traces of drug in his system, he couldn’t take any chances —not now, not later.

Despite Desmond shouts and anger threatening to set the guards ablaze, the door remained shut, a barrier between him and the truth he wanted the most.

His fists clenched at his sides, his mind racing. Every passing second made his nerves tighten. He had planned everything carefully—Elder Allen was supposed to collapse beyond recovery, and the chaos that followed would have been his long awaited opportunity.

Why hadn’t Davis or Jessica come out in a panic? Why was there no sign of them calling for immediate medical help and assistant? "Why are they so calm and silent?" He thought loudly to himself.

His stomach twisted. Pamela had returned earlier to get Jessica’s contact but she ran into Alfred in the hallway and like other members of the family she joined Desmond to the study but was surprised that he was denied entry. With no option left, she decided to wait alongside Desmond.

Desmond paced the hallway angry and curious while she gazed on worriedly continuously praying silently for his recovery. Should Desmond find out, he will definitely kick her out.

Desmond didn’t expect today’s incident, the old man collapsing on this day was beyond his expectation. He was confident that he will be the one to handle everything concerning his health since Davis had lost interest in life and anything happening in the Allen family.

But never in his wildest dream did he expect Davis and Jessica staying back after the dinner or the old man summoning them to his study.

With cold glint shimmering in his eyes, he decided to take another step. Desmond turned sharply, his voice cutting through the air. "Open this door!" he barked.

Rather than obeying him, the guards stared at him incredulously as though they are seeing him for the first time, an attitude that irked him. His patience snapped.

"What do you are doing? Staring at me when the boss you are supposed to protect is on a butchering table?" He snarled.

The body guards glanced at each, a flicker in their eyes yet they didn’t move out of the door, Ethan frowned at Desmond’s words.

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