Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 52: When did you find out?

Elder Allen walked toward his study in silence leaving behind the chaotic sitting room.

It had been one long hectic day, a simple family reunion dinner ended with so many cases — not even a case of love but scheming and plotting, it is really tiring.

He sighed rubbing his temple, his head aching, as his walking stick rattled on the staircase.

In the sitting room, there is a shift in the atmosphere —Aaron reluctantly took Vera to the hospital for proper diagnosis and treatment.

The family members from the second branch left one after another. Desmond glared at Jessica coldly before he stormed out of the sitting room plunging the room into silence.

Jessica sighed in relief but then she felt Davis complicated gaze resting on her. His expression was calm and contemplative.

The heavy silence in the sitting room lingered, broken only by the distant voices s of departing family members. She could still feel the cold resentment in Desmond’s glare before he left. " It was expected but his frustration was only just beginning." She mused.

Ethan had gone to retrieve the cup she instructed him to keep for further investigation, leaving only the two of them in the dimly lit room. Davis leaned back in his wheelchair, his sharp eyes never leaving her face.

"When did you find out?" Davis queried, his tone slow and calm barely perceptible.

"Find out what?" Jessica asked her brow furrowing in confusion as she glanced at him lightly. He kept silent for a while as he adjusted uncomfortably on the chair, his fingers crossed.

"The drink been drugged?" He muttered, his tone helpless.

control if she did not discover the trick... He had always known that this trip may not end

sweet innocent lady he dated for the past ten years cannot hurt a fly... why the use

petty when she bumped into Jessica’s shoulder but that

accident that he is

between them was thick, but it wasn’t hostile—just

moment Vera personally handed me

or possibly bearing a grudge?" he asked

very sensitive person. I noticed she was too eager, too friendly for someone who had suffered a loss earlier, should I be thinking she is Mother Theresa. And then, when I suggested switching drinks, she hesitated a little. That confirmed

not she bearing a grudge but Vera not knowing her limits. She picked

have already taken a sip of the drink then?" He queried seriously, it still baffles him,

out a small, knowing smile. "No. I never took a sip. I only acted like I did." She tilted her head, observing

a sip?

very simple I didn’t know exactly what is in the drink, the drug she used might be tasteless and

drink?" He felt his memory refreshed again at her line of thinking because

it was for seconds. The drug she used gives a faint undetectable aroma due to the

she was even scared of lifting her cutlery. She became more wary when she proposed the toast but she didn’t expect the gods to help her

used in the drink?" He queried with a

an orange is a foreign body and should have found its way into

talked about the drug made his suspicion grow concerning her

drugs when you have only spent your life in the country side or have you by any chance