Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Reunion

Richard didn’t need to be told where the conversation was heading to. If he maintained his silence, he might s

oon find himself separating a fight

He cleared his throat shifting the conversation "Before you two get too carried away, let me give you a breakdown of yesterday’s incident."

His voice carried an edge of urgency, making Davis and Jessica immediately focus on him. He leaned forward, his expression turning serious. "I’ll be leaving soon, so you both need to be clear about the situation."

Davis stole a glance at his wife. Jessica, though visibly frail from blood loss and exhaustion, still held an air of resilience. He couldn’t help but shake his head at her stubbornness. "Please," he insisted, his tone firm yet laced with concern, "I think you have to send her to her room or at least the dining hall for breakfast. After that, we can talk."

"I think I am okay", Jessica resisted but they both wouldn’t give her such a chance.

Richard studied Jessica, then nodded. "You are right" He quickly helped her stand, ensuring she was steady on her feet before leading the way.

As they moved through the hallway, several maids curtsied in greeting. Some, however, paused mid-step, their eyes widening in shock and admiration at Davis despite being in a wheelchair.

Jessica caught their reactions and smirked. "You’re really a social flower, attracting all sorts of butterflies," she murmured under her breath, just loud enough for him to hear.

Davis smirked, leaning slightly toward her. "Don’t get angry, sweetheart. I am only yours—contractually or otherwise."

Jessica narrowed her eyes at him but chose not to respond, though the corner of her lips twitched slightly.

Upon arriving at the dining hall, they were met with a lavish table meticulously set to suit their individual tastes. The aroma of freshly prepared dishes filled the air, enticing their weary bodies to eat.

Jessica took her usual seat on the right side of the large mahogany table, while Richard settled across from her. Naturally, Davis took the seat beside her.

They began their meal in a mutual understanding of silence with just the clinking sound of the cutlery in the dinning room.

Just as Davis was about to break that silence, a maid entered and bowed slightly before announcing, "Sir, a guest has arrived."

Davis arched a brow, trying to guess who it might be, when the dining hall doors swung open.

Bella stepped in.

The sight of her momentarily stole Davis’s breath. He had long known about Bella’s connection with Jessica since she saw Jessica leave her office.

But he never expected their relationship to be close enough that she would find her way here—this place they considered their base.

His eyes subtly flickered to Jessica, who remained composed as if this was expected.

Bella, on the other hand, paused for a split second as her gaze took in the scene before her. Davis, seated intimately close to Jessica, was calmly attending to her meal while Richard sat across from them. A notion formed in Bella’s mind, but she dared not believe it.

Forcing herself to remain composed, she stepped forward and greeted him with respectful familiarity. "Mr. Allen."

Davis inclined his head slightly.

"How are you doing now?" she asked politely, her voice steady.

"I’m doing great," he replied nonchalantly, not bothering to look up as he quietly placed more food onto Jessica’s plate, his fingers moving with unconscious care.

Bella’s gaze flickered between them. How did they get to know each other? She mused

"Sis," she turned to Jessica, her curiosity evident, "what happened? Why did you go into shock yesterday?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

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