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.

used to playing her role well, despite the suffocating weight of the Allen name

waiting for her husband to alight though the journey has been a cold one but in the face of other family members they must be the

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

attitude, 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, Aaron. Couldn’t even spare a glance at

despite he is Aaron’s father but it is pertinent they

with tension. She had long since given up

unaffected, let out a scoff. "Aren’t we all here? Or do I have to carry her

no amusement in it. "You don’t have to bother

between them, amused yet wary. "You two are quite the pair you know," he mused,

as he walked toward the building without waiting for any of them. Vera stood for a while to gather her composure,

him. Vera is really one strong lady that he hoped

butler waiting patiently for them bowed slightly welcoming them in. "First uncle,

wordlessly moved forward, stepping into the grand hallway of the Allen mansion each

the Allen family mansion, its engine humming smoothly before shutting off. The occupants of the car gazed at

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

felt but is more about Davis emotion. Gently, she placed her hand on his in silent encouragement. Davis glanced at her briefly. He felt grateful someone is willing to take this journey