Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption
Chapter 100: Your purpose?

Chapter 100: Your purpose?

After the other parties left the dining hall, a heavy silence fell on the remnants, each bracing themselves for the inevitable discussion. With a slight movement, each adjusted to a more comfortable position.

Richard sighed deeply as his gaze rested on Jessica, his countenance serious.

"I think it’s time to stop keeping Davis out of the loop. We’ve all been through too much already." Richard said, casting a subtle glance at Davis before continuing.

"Since this entire ordeal started with him, he deserves to know how far things have gone, and how much you have done then we can plan ahead." He concluded looking at the duo.

Richard had always wondered if Jessica had fallen in love with Davis which is the reason why she makes decisions that only favours him. He can’t recall how many times Jessica had ousted him out of the bed in the middle night to handle matters related to Davis.

He had skipped his lunch severally in the bid to play the ghost and buy out the shares in Desmond and Aaron’s house.

It is even more ridiculous that because Davis had started going out, Jessica had arranged for shadow guards to secretly protect him.

Whenever there is a trending newa about the Allen family, Jessica will amplify the case of Desmond and reduce the searchlight on Davis. Isn’t that being over protective.

Jessica sighed at Richard’s statement. She understood very well what he meant but then she had gone such length to help him not because he must be aware but she didn’t want to see him hurt.

As for the specific reason she don’t really know. But then she is scared to let him know. Davis had been through a lot and one thing he had come to understand is people approaching him with a motive.

She is worried that he will only see her effort as a gesture with motive. Though, she had entered that marriage with a motive but as they continued to spend time together her own objectives and goal became blurring.

Davis looking at the contemplative faces of the duo and the weight of the secret they have been hiding weighed on him that he felt suffocated, the battle they had secretly fought for him. It seems to be the same case fifteen years ago.

When he said he wished to go back, they had secretly engaged in paid labour despite their underage to earn some money for him. When he couldn’t cope with the wild fruits they have devised a way to provide him with bread.

Through his reluctance, they will end up sharing it in bits and pieces to cushion the fruits they pick until they moved into the village where Jessica wants to seek out her grandmother.

Davis swallowed hard, he opened his mouth to speak but his voice was hoarse that he coughed lightly and succeeded getting their attention.

"Richard, Baby, can you tell me everything happening? You aren’t supposed to bear it alone." He said, his voice laced with guilt of the pain and burden he had been.

Richard sighed at his words that it definitely the Dave he knew. Though their stay together had been brief yet he was able to understand some facts on the type of person he is.

Because the man he knew wouldn’t just wait for someone to continuously cater for his well-being without doing anything. Besides, this battle isn’t a type for a person to fight alone.

Jessica exhaled slowly, her brows furrowing in contemplation. Then, with a shrug, she asked, "Letting him into the rope? Have you considered if he is willing to continue? Our marriage isn’t on choice you know. What happens when we gets our divorce" Jessica said.

She had always done everything with one thought, she feels hurt at the sight of his pain but she can’t build her hope on the continuation of their marriage.

They had only agreed to cope with the marriage so it was never a forever journey.

The moment her words landed, the silence became deafening. And then, as if the weight of her statement had just sunk in, voices erupted in unison.

"What?! Divorce?"

Richard and Davis spoke at the same time, both incredulous.

Davis’s head snapped toward her, his gaze darkening instantly. "What divorce are you talking about?"

Jessica’s lips twitched, "Divorce with you?" She said her voice barely above whisper.

No matter how she composed herself, she still felt her heart tightening at the mere mention of that word but then they had agreed to let go when the other finds a partner they love.

But thinking about it now, Jessica doubts if she can easily let go. She sighed deeply.

"There’s no point worrying, when it comes to that, I will take the opportunity to travel around the world."

She contemplated within herself that she didn’t notice the several questions thrown to her until Richard patted her hand. "You are out?" He smirked.

"Look at me in my face and tell me you can dare to file for divorce?" Davis asked, his gaze burning with unsaid words, several emotions swirling in his eyes.

Davis swallowed hard. He wanted to believe she wouldn’t dare. But he couldn’t. The Jessy he had once known—the fiery, stubborn girl who held her own against anything—hadn’t changed. In fact, the Jessica before him now? She was even more fearless.

After several seconds of her not uttering any word, Davis sighed in relief "If you can’t, why do you think I can?" He questioned with a faint smile.

"Now that we’re done with the dramatics," Richard interjected, rubbing his temples, "I think it’s time we lay everything on the table."

Jessica sighed, her fingers tapping the surface of the table absentmindedly. "Fine. But before I do that, I have a question for you, Davis."

Davis felt his heart pound. He wasn’t afraid of Jessica—never had been—but the thought of losing her? That terrified him.

"You go on," he said, his voice steady but low.

"This marriage was never your idea," she stated bluntly. "So, tell me—are you still willing to go on with it? I promised to heal your legs, and I will still do that. But beyond that, I need to know—are you in or out?"

Davis smirked. He had expected a different question—perhaps about his family’s politics and drama. But this? A marriage he had long come to terms with? He had already decided long ago.

"I believe you understood my earlier response. It’s been a while since I asked myself this," he admitted, his gaze locked on her. "But I’ve already made my decision. The marriage continues."

Jessica exhaled deeply, as if she’d expected the opposite answer. She had assumed that, given her temperament and their turbulent relationship, he would choose the easy way out.

"Alright," she murmured, composing herself. "Then I’ll agree with Richard and tell you everything. My marriage to you was forced, yes, but I didn’t reject it outright because I needed the Allen family name as an umbrella to achieve my purpose."

Davis’s expression turned serious. "Your purpose?" he echoed.

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