Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 104: Who was responsible?

The atmosphere in the Allen family house was suffocating, the tension palpable, sitting on the couch each of them battled with their own thought and unspoken suspicions.

Each suspecting the other as the perpretrator of the accident and silently contemplating the same question—who was responsible for the accident? Who among them had orchestrated this carefully planned disaster?

Vera stared at Desmond coldly, her fist clenched, for the several times she had dealt with him, she had come to understand he is always meek before the Old man and becomes a viper in his absence, he will exert dominion in every little opportunity and this situation was no different.

Vera’s thoughts were a tangled mess. At the first prompt of her hearing about the attack. She had secretly hoped that Davis would somehow survive the attack but that Jessica would be eliminated in the process. That was supposed to be the perfect outcome.

An outcome that will balance every debt. An outcome that will pay her back for crossing her and causing her pain. Any outcome that will avenge her wounded heart.

But surprisingly after the attack, the news of both them not found on the scene sent waves of fear over her.

Aaron’s lips curled up slightly as he leaned back, a flicker of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. This is truly an answered prayer, he thought to himself.

For too long, he had watched Davis get too comfortable and no longer hurting. In addition, Vera is beginning to show interest on him and he isn’t reconciled over such situation.

In fact, ever since Jessica entered the picture, Davis’s life had taken an unexpected turn, disrupting Aaron’s carefully laid plans. But now, with Davis out of the picture may be everything will shift again to his favour.

Desmond, though anxious had a lingering feeling that this might be the move of that man because his patience was already running thin.

sour note, but could he really be

too perfect, too precise to be a random guess. How

in his throat. Quickly he glanced around the faces of the family members contemplating who might be

the flicker of

her as he tried to probe her expression but with Vera meeting his

was not

feel the weight of the stares directed at him, forcing him to maintain an expression of concern. Feigning worry, he let out a deep sigh, masking

phone cut through the tense atmosphere. All eyes snapped to him as he picked

on the other end

police department. Davis Allen’s car was found abandoned

severe accident. However, there’s no sign of him or any other passengers inside. Additionally, the

room fell into a

fingers curled slightly around his phone as he processed the news. Though he outwardly furrowed his brows in forced concern, a wave of relief swept through him. So, he covered his tracks well, he thought, realizing

Allen’s frail hands tightened around his cane. His face darkened with emotion, and the slight tremble in his grip betrayed his distress. Slowly, he rose to his feet, his voice low but

he said, his tone laced with warning, "as the head of the Allen family, it is your responsibility to get to the

swept over the room, cold and unwavering. "Nothing should happen to him

the polished floor as he walked toward his study, leaving