Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 27: Meet my Uncle...

The living room was dimly lit, Desmond relaxed on one of the couch with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His phone placed on the side table. He glanced at the duo, he sighed briefly. Davis sat on his wheelchair expressionless, his finger tapping lightly on his lap.

The report he had been receiving isn’t what he is observing. But, it didn’t matter as long as he remained crippled there is no cause for alarm. With a practiced smile playing on his lips he gazed at Davis "Dear nephew, how did you see your new bride? Are you comfortable ...with our ....present? His gaze flicked to Jessica who stood behind Davis her hands on the wheelchair "Though, I can see she has already adjusted into her role perfectly." He sneered.

Jessica glanced at him, it seems he had come for a spot check and it will be embarrassing to let him go empty handed. When elders pays a visit, it is wise for the youngsters to reciprocate with a kind gesture. But —how will I prove him an elder without a proper introduction, she mused.

Slowly, she retracted her hand from the wheelchair and came forward to stand at the side so that she can get a full view of Davis face as well as his. "Davis, who is this uncle?" She asked taking on the countenance of an innocent girl, her smile warm and gentle as though she will never hurt a fly.

Davis smirked internally, he had witnessed this countenance severally and it usually spells trouble. He don’t care what she might be planning to do but whatever it is —he don’t mind playing along.

He believed that Jessica will hate the person that plotted their marriage arrangement just as he did.

he chuckled

engaged in a battle of wits with Desmond. The tension in the room fell several degrees

forehead as though trying to recollect the name from the rumours and with a touch of epiphany, she spurned around "Is he the Mr. Allen who took over everything on the night his nephew had

mouth as one who had just said what need not be said. Her gaze at Desmond flustered and Desmond face

at Davis, his voice stormy "Is that what you told your wife about me?" He drawled. He didn’t miss the cold smile that played on Davis lips at

head, her hand waving frantically in objection "No uncle, he didn’t say anything about it but I heard it in the news, it was all

up unconsciously as he watched the

has never been able to counter him, he had been depressed that he took the opportunity to

his throat, the comment left a bitter taste in his mouth. "They had all been mistaken, it was my right, my position and my privilege", he

Desmond is a shrewd and will definitely come after her but as he met her nonchalant gaze on Desmond, he sighed. This time Desmond Allen has finally met his

that you took his fiancee for

turned gloomy but as they were reveling each in his own thought, she continued—"I think that woman what’s her name—Vera Louis right? I think she