Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 54: She is a doctor...

Outside the study, Some of the family members around were on edge while Desmond paced the hallway furiously.

He was in the sitting room when Alfred hurried past him to the old man’s room without sparing him a glance or even talking to him.

His hurried footsteps, a testament that something has gone amiss, he knows the old man’s body the best. Though, the doctors have always given him a report that it is as a result of old age- that was an excuse to keep him from investigating further.

With his suspicion mounting, he dialed out to some of the family members who hasn’t gone far making sure they return to the house, they have to be present to witness the scene he waited for a long time.

He wished his son would have been here but then the journey to the hospital is inevitable.

By the time he finished his arrangement, Alfred had already hurried past him to the study, he followed him but then the door was shut against his face.

Desmond’s blood boiled with rage, he heard Alfred clearly issuing instructions not to allow anyone entry including himself.

"How dare he, a mere butler take such decision?" He mused. He promise to put them in their place in a short while.

Ethan stood guard together with the few bodyguard Alfred had deployed with the old man’s token which means he cannot order them out of the way and they will obey only obey Alfred—even as the Chairman of the group he has been denied of such privilege. He is not resigned with such arrangement.

"I have to go in and see my father", he thundered, his voice trembling with anger as he forced to push himself through the door but they did not budge, their expressions impassive.

Alfred had given strict instructions not to allow anybody in at the moment. He has always been wary of Desmond and since Jessica mentioned some traces of drug in his system, he couldn’t take any chances —not now, not later.

Despite Desmond shouts and anger threatening to set the guards ablaze, the door remained shut, a barrier between him and the truth he wanted the most.

at his sides, his mind racing. Every passing second made his nerves tighten. He had planned everything carefully—Elder Allen was supposed

calling for immediate medical

contact but she ran into Alfred in the hallway and like other members of the family she

hallway angry and curious while she gazed on worriedly continuously praying silently for his recovery. Should Desmond find

the old man collapsing on this day was beyond his expectation. He was confident that he will be the one to handle everything concerning his health since Davis had lost interest in life and anything happening in the Allen

and Jessica staying back after the dinner or the old man summoning them

decided to take another step. Desmond turned sharply, his

as though they are seeing him for the first time,

you are doing? Staring at me when the boss you are supposed

glanced at each, a flicker in their eyes yet they didn’t move out of the

you should be responsible for what you say you

sense into this man who felt he

I not responsible for what I say? Am I lying?" He queried,

know it is more reasonable to say you have plotted for his death rather than saying he is on a butchering table?"

be here screaming to see the old man but he didn’t think of calling the doctor, it is quite ridiculous to think he cares. It is more like he wants to see the situation and devise a new

gaze momentarily complicated which

know that Davis, the crippled disappointment, has finally lost it. He couldn’t

Ethan smirked. He really wants to cut open the head of this man and see what is inside.

cannot put this servant in place. His voice rose, sharp and accusing. "He’s trying to kill the old man! That’s why

through the house as family members, gathered more and more in the hallway, their expression