Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98: My mother is a Ravensdale

Richard pulled a chair and sat down, his expression calm, collected and indifferent. His gaze flickering as he watched Davis and Jessica with amusement in his eyes.

Davis’s hand instinctively tightened around Jessica’s, his heart pounding in his chest. The weight of the discovery hitting him hard—she had saved him again.

Fifteen years ago, she had been his unexpected savior, and now, once again, fate had intertwined their paths.

It all made sense now —The familiarity, the unexplainable closeness he had felt towards her since their marriage must have streamed from his subconscious.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that life would give him such an opportunity, a second chance to reunite with the one person who had once been his light in the darkness.

"Have you both been well?" he asked glancing at their faces, his voice thick with several emotions swirling in his eyes—pain, shame, gratitude, and unbelievably ridiculous.

The question sounded foolish even to his own ears. The proof of their survival was right in front of him. They had made it—just as they had all those years ago when they had nothing but each other. And just like before, they had been his anchor and deliverance.

Jessica, however, was not so sentimental. Her gaze snapped to Richard, her eyes dark with accusation. Richard chuckled at her glare.

Jessica didn’t need to say it aloud—her glare said everything. He had failed to come up with the accurate results of his investigation about Davis because he has been the one investigating Davis’s whereabouts all along.

But then, none of them had complete information about each other back then.

Davis had never told them his real surname. He had taken on his mother’s maiden name, introducing himself as Dave Ravensdale. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

At that time, he had left because he was worried his parents were desperately searching for him. But by the time he returned home to his parents, his world had already crumbled.

His parents had been in a tragic accident on the very night he was kidnapped. They had fought for their lives in the hospital for months, but in the end, they hadn’t made it.

Elder Allen wasted no time to take a drastic decision, he sent Davis out of the country immediately, to keep him away from the tragedy, creating a new environment for him to readjust himself.

For the next few years, Davis had lived in a foreign land. He was enrolled to further his studies. With his father gone, the old man needs to prepare him for the task ahead—the heir to the group.

It was during this time that he met Vera. A simple, innocent and charming young lady with focus and objectives.

She had felt familiar, like someone from his past—someone who, like him, had come from the same continent. At first, she had been nothing more than a fleeting presence in his life, a reminder of a home he will return to in due time.

For five years, he had kept their relationship strictly in the friend zone.

But then, Elder Allen had begun pressuring him. Settle down. Take responsibility. Strengthen the family.

Under his relentless pressure, he decided to make the Old man happy since he is the closest family to him. That gave rise to their engagement and her been addressed as fiancée.

Richard had tried investigating Davis’s background before, but the name Ravensdale had proven dangerous.

The Ravensdale family wasn’t just a regular wealthy household—they were a mafia lineage.

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