"Sister-in-law, aren’t you tired?" Jessica’s voice was calm and teasing, as she pulled Vera upright with ease.
Vera’s felt the air knocked out of her lungs, her fingers instinctively tightening on Jessica’s arm before she quickly released her, she readjusted her dress as though she is covering up her embarrassment while she steals glances at Davis who had remained in the hallway her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Davis’s gaze flickered between the two women, his expression unreadable. He hadn’t missed how effortlessly Jessica had caught Vera, nor the way she now stood unbothered, as if she had already predicted Vera’s little stunt.
"Jessica..." Vera’s voice trembled, her hands fidgeting, as though she has been wronged. "I didn’t mean to... I just lost my balance, and I..." She bit her lip as if struggling to find the right words. She glanced at Davis whose gaze never shifted from them.
"Davis, you can testify that..." She started "Testify for what?" His cold voice interrupted in a timely manner that it sent shivers down her spine. She glared at him in her heart while maintaining a weak composure. "I’m ...sorry"
Jessica shrugged lightly, her gaze not leaving Vera’s face. She can even make out what her thinking is as she studied her changing and struggling contenance.
"You should be more careful next time," Jessica said smoothly, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Falling on the stairs could be quite dangerous, you know?"
"May be you might break your hand, ...or your beautiful face might be riddled with scars or worst case scenario.... " Jessica’s narrowed her eyes contemplatively and her voice reduced to a bitting coldness "death."
Vera swallowed hard and shivered at the mention of death, while shifting uncomfortably under Jessica’s steady gaze. She had intended to create a misunderstanding, to test Davis but...instead, she ended up being embarrassed looking foolish.
Davis finally spoke, his voice cool. "Sister-in-law, if you’re feeling weak, you should see a doctor instead of wandering around the house and getting yourself into trouble."
Vera stiffened, "who is weak? Who should see a doctor?" She fumed internally as she realized Davis wasn’t taking the bait. Forcing a smile, she nodded. "Of course. I’ll be more careful next time."
Jessica simply chuckled, stepping past her. As she did, she whispered softly, just enough for Vera to hear:
"Next time, make sure you actually fall or I might help you may be you will fall to your death" Jessica smirked.
Vera’s face turned pale as Jessica walked away, her heart pounding in frustration. It seems she has really underestimated this young lady. With all pleasure, she don’t mind taking it higher.
Jessica sauntered over to where Davis sat at the hallway close to their bedroom. He had just came out of the bedroom when Vera stopped Jessica. He had expected her to act but didn’t expect Jessica to handle her efficiently.
"Why are you out? Aren’t you getting ready?" She queried with a smile.
Davis smiled lightly and pulled her closer to his side while his hand wraps around her waist. Been on the wheelchair, made Jessica taller. "Are you really certain I should go with you?"
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