Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 43: Family Dinner 2

Davis and Jessica left the house together. In the parking lot, Jessica helped him into the car, ensuring he was properly settled before sliding into the seat beside him. Ethan took the passenger seat, his heart heavy with worry—unsure of how his boss and his wife would navigate the scheming Allen family.

The driver turned on the ignition and the engine roared to life. Jessica glanced briefly at Davis who also turned to glance at her and their gaze locked with determination. Slowly, the car merged into the traffic, the silence in the car palpable.

~Allen Family Mansion~

The Allen family is known for its long history and standing legacy, a status evident at the mansion that stood grand and imposing under the evening lights.

The old architectural structure has been renovated with the attachment of modern designs, a move made to keep them in the loop of the current trend yet its historical essence remains untouched.

The golden chandeliers were visible even from the large glass windows. A well mowed lawn that stretches into the far distance and the trees planted on both side of the driveway with well trimmed flowers at intervals giving the landscape a touch of natural beauty and fragrance.

The butler stood at the door anticipating and welcoming the members of the family as they arrive.

A sleek black luxury SUV pulled up to the circular driveway, its engine humming before coming to a smooth halt. The driver swiftly stepped out and opened the door.

Desmond stepped out first, buttoning his suit jacket with deliberate ease. His sharp gaze flickered to the towering structure before him, his expression unreadable and cold as he took in the sight of the mansion. His lips curled up in a cold smile as he glanced behind him.

Vera stepped out after him, her crimson evening gown hugging her figure accentuating her figure, her deliberately made up face glowing with elegance and confidence, her expression poised but cold.

was used to playing her role well, despite the suffocating weight

husband to alight though the journey has been a cold one but in the face of

was the last to exit, adjusting the cuffs of his tailored suit with a nonchalant smirk. His demeanor exuded arrogance and nonchalancy, but there was an edge to his movements. He didn’t bother looking at either

it is as clear as day he is still reluctant to accept the marriage he had proposed by himself seems he will have to do something to keep

spare a

didn’t expect Aaron not to give her face in the presence of Desmond despite he is Aaron’s father but it is

nails dugging into her palm, her face blank with no expression, but her shoulders squared with tension. She had long since given

all here? Or do

a quiet chuckle, though there was no amusement in it. "You don’t have to bother about me. I have my

amused yet wary. "You two are quite

shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked toward the building without waiting for any of them. Vera stood for a while to gather

strong lady that he hoped will help Aaron with

waiting patiently for them bowed slightly welcoming them in.

at each other, they wordlessly moved forward, stepping into the grand hallway of the Allen mansion each with

a black Lamborghini glided to a stop in front of the Allen family mansion, its engine humming smoothly before shutting off. The

swirling in Davis eyes, he never expected that after paying a visit eight months ago his next visit will find him sitting

she placed her hand on his in silent encouragement. Davis glanced at her briefly. He felt grateful someone