Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 37: Elder Allen’s call

"What do you mean?"Jessica asked with a frown as she stared at him in confusion.

Davis tilted his head slightly. "Your clothes are already here."

Jessica’s brows furrowed. "What?" She drawled.

He nodded toward the wardrobe. "I had your things moved last night. If we’re going to share a room, it only makes sense for you to keep your belongings here and save us from trouble."

Jessica’s mouth opened slightly to chose him, but no words came out. She wasn’t sure how to feel about this arrangement.

A part of her felt the need to protest and to insist on having her own room, but another part of her believes Davis had a point.

She sighed, rubbing her temple in frustration. "You could have at least told me before making such a decision for me"

Davis shrugged. "You have gone to bed. And I thought it won’t be advisable to trouble you over such a trivial matter."

Jessica narrowed her eyes at him. "How considerate of you." She mocked with anger written clearly on her face which Davis claimed oblivious to as a smirk tugged at his lips. "You’re welcome."

Jessica exhaled sharply before turning toward the wardrobe. "Make sure to inform me next time or else it won’t end well for us both." She stated.

She isn’t that unreasonable and will always prefer he discusses things with her rather than make a decision on behalf of her.

Davis chuckled lightly as he watched her walk away. "Duly noted."

she stared at the scene before her, she blinked her eyes repeatedly to

this a surprise prepared?" She chimed her

with the surprise and couldn’t help but wonder if anything will ever surprise her. Looking at bright eyes boring into his with expectancy,

as she stepped further into the walk-in closet, running her fingers over the

on the fabric, her lips curling up unconsciously. "The financial report for this

narrowed his eyes

chuckle, shaking her head. "I like it very much but am thinking...

gaze remained fixed on her. "They were

to look at him, her expression unreadable. "Hand picked?

course" Davis answered nonchalantly, silently observed her and his heart in trepidation

to have them send in all their latest designs and when they arrived, he wheeled himself out of the bedroom leaving Jessica to

lost everything but the savings he had and the dividends of

miles as to get clothes for her but she couldn’t let him in on her identity yet. Looking at all the clothes she had carefully crafted been presented to her she

joined the Allen family? She had done the designing following Richard’s pressure of new season outfit but couldn’t

said do not pinch the smiling face. She wouldn’t want him feeling defeated. So she had to acknowledge the gesture and may be later she will think of ways

Davis, her arms crossed. "You know, this feels more like bribery than a surprise," she teased, raising an

smirked. "If that is

to the collection of designer pieces, her fingers

slightly in his wheelchair, his expression unreadable. "You’re my wife now.

features, chiseled jaw,

with a

these while he had been tense with