Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption
Chapter 99: Reunion

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?"

Jessica smiled lightly and took a sip of her drink before replying, "Let’s just say... sister hasn’t exercised for some time now."

Bella frowned slightly. "Are you serious?" Her sharp gaze locked onto Jessica’s face, refusing to let her avoid the question. How can not exercising resulting her going into shock?

Jessica sighed, casting a furtive glance at Davis before responding, "Sorry, can we just say duty calls?"

Bella’s eyes darted between them, her expression growing more suspicious. The silent exchange between Jessica and Davis did not go unnoticed.

Before Bella could press further, a maid approached and placed a set of cutlery before her, silently inviting her to join the meal.

At that moment, another figure entered through the side door.

Ethan.

He walked in slowly, guided by one of the maids, before taking a seat beside Bella.

Bella’s hand trembled slightly at the sudden proximity. She wasn’t expecting him here but what does she expect when Davis is here so definitely his assistant must be here.

"Dr. Bella," Ethan greeted casually, as if he hadn’t just blindsided her with his presence.

Bella stiffened before nodding slightly. "Ethan."

Davis, having observed the exchange, finally spoke. "Ethan, you walked through this door yesterday, got comfortable, and didn’t even think to seek me out?" His tone was deceptively calm, but there was an underlying sharpness to it.

Ethan gave a slight smile, unfazed. "I’m sorry, Boss, but let’s be honest—no matter what I do, you were never going to leave without her. And besides, for her to bring you here, it means she ensured your safety to the last."

Jessica scoffed, her arms crossing over her chest. "Really? And what makes you so sure? Have you considered that I staged this entire drama just to lure you in?"

Ethan leaned back slightly, his expression unchanging. "You could have, but I doubt it. Because if you had, you wouldn’t have let yourself get injured to this extent."

Jessica stared at him for a moment before letting out a small, humorless laugh. "You really are something, Ethan."

Richard, who had been watching the exchange with quiet interest, finally spoke. "I think it’s necessary we do the introduction. Though we might have meet each other at some point in time or place but I am quite sure this is the first time we are gathering together in his hall." He said with amusement laced in his voice.

Silence fell over the room.

Davis, who had been listening quietly all this time, finally placed down his utensils and leaned back in his chair. His sharp eyes swept over each person at the table before settling on Jessica.

"You are right." His voice was steady, but the weight behind it was undeniable.

"Believe it or not, we all have come a long way though in the past but fate has given us an opportunity of reconnecting." Richard explained.

His sentence left both Bella and Ethan wondering what they had missed. But then his voice tore through their thought and briefly he explained how they have met before, how they lost contact and how today was a joyful reunion.

By the time, Richard finished the explanation, Ethan was already grinning from ear to ear.

Jessica exhaled slowly, reaching for her glass as she prepared herself.

Quickly they went through the introduction the atmosphere lightened. After the meal several of them dispersed leaving only three persons Davis, Jessica and Richard.