Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Friends from the past

"Davis, I’m okay. You don’t have to blame yourself." Her voice was steady, reassuring. Davis inhaled deeply, his expression dense. "You shouldn’t have done that alone."

Jessica’s smile softened. "I wasn’t alone. I had you with me, even if not physically. Aren’t we chatting through the ear piece?"

His throat tightened at the question, he sighed. He can never win against her.

With meticulous care he quickly poured her a glass of water which she took a quick sip from moisturing her parched throat.

While they chatted about the incident, a knock came at the door, breaking the moment. Davis didn’t let go of her hand, and Jessica didn’t pull hers away either.

Their fingers remained intertwined, the warmth between them speaking louder than any words at that moment.

Richard entered the room, and a knowing smile plastered his lips as he took in the sight of Jessica and Davis intertwined hands.

Jessica coughed lightly, shifting in slight embarrassment, but she knew there was no avoiding this.

Richard had always been the one managing things in her absence especially since she got married to Davis. He has been the one taking orders on her behalf after consultation while she will do her best to make them ready for delivery.

Also, her itinerary has been cleared off during this time with the reason she is on leave. After ensuring she was safely brought back last night, he had left to handle other pressing matters. And had returned few minutes ago.

"Richard, I think it’s time for you to officially meet my husband, though I planned you pay a visit but it’s unfortunate.. So I owe you one" Jessica announced, glancing between the two men.

Both Davis and Richard turned their full attention to her as she spoke, neither having yet taken a proper look at the other.

"Davis, I’ve been through a lot, and in that journey, I made some incredible friends—both male and female. Richard is one of them, my closest male best friend." She turned to Richard with a small smile. "And Richie, meet my husband, Davis Allen."

As the two men turned toward each other and extended their hands for a handshake, their gazes finally met—and the air froze as they stared at each other for some time.

"You?!" They both exclaimed at the same time.

Jessica’s brows shot up in bewilderment. Before she could even demand an explanation, something even more shocking happened—their hands clasped into each other with strength in their handshake.

Richard would have embraced him but then he couldn’t because he wouldn’t want to topple the wheelchair.

Jessica blinked, watching as what was supposed to be a simple introduction turned into a completely unexpected reunion.

Before she could question it, Richard patted Davis back lightly, their reactions filled with emotions too complex to understand.

Jessica clicked her tongue, she folded her arms while resting her back on the pillow for comfort. Giving them to reverie their meeting which is unexpected.

"Okay... I was expecting a polite greeting, maybe a little small talk, but this? Someone mind explaining to me, I don’t get it?" She said with intense smirk.

Richard pulled away first, his expression shifting from excitement to deep contemplation.

His gaze dropped to Davis’ legs, and his face fell as he took in the sight of him in a wheelchair. A deep sharp breath escaped his lips him at the sight. A glanced subtly at Jessica..

Jessica caught the change in his demeanor. "Richard?" She frowned. "What is it?"

Richard turned to her as he quickly masked his expression, eyes filled with something akin to disbelief. "Jessy, don’t you recognize him?"

Jessica’s brows furrowed. "What do you mean? Off course, I know he’s my husband"

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