Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Visiting the Allen family.

Jessica can’t lose her life without saving the Brown family from ruin," he muttered, his voice dark with resolve.

He left the room and headed straight to his bedroom to get himself ready for the trip to the Allen family.

~At the Allen family~

Elder Allen had remained in his bedroom since morning, not even stepping out for breakfast.

After the message last night, he had felt a sense of relief, but to protect Davis, he had to continue feigning his frailty.

As Alfred descended the grand staircase, Desmond approached him, his expression painted with concern—though deep inside, he was gloating.

"What about my father?" Desmond asked, his voice carrying just the right amount of worry.

Alfred, who had served Elder Allen for decades, knew better than to be deceived. What the Allen family never truly realized was that he wasn’t just a butler but a specially assigned guard. He had witnessed all the family’s internal drama firsthand.

The butler let out a deep sigh. "The Old Man hasn’t been in good condition since last night, and as of now, he hasn’t eaten anything."

Desmond’s gaze flickered toward the stairs leading to his father’s room before he returned his attention to Alfred. "What about his medication?" he probed.

"With how weak he is, he couldn’t handle any additional medication," Alfred replied, his voice carefully neutral.

Desmond gave a small nod before turning toward Elder Allen’s room. His steps were deliberate, his mind already calculative.

door, bracing himself for whatever lay ahead. A muffled

slow exhale, Desmond twisted the doorknob

hand resting on the sheets, his breathing shallow. Noticing Desmond’s presence, he slowly opened his eyes, a tired

whereabouts?"

bedside. "Dad, you haven’t

left for

something so you can take

know," the old man sighed. "I will eat after I

before speaking again. "I’m heading to the police station. It’s been over 24 hours since their disappearance. I need to file a report

"Isn’t there anything you can do to

"The police are the best option at this

a brief conversation, Desmond finally exited the room, his expression complicated. He had made sure to keep his discussion

gaze remained fixed coldly on the shut door, his

muttered under his breath, shaking

his breath caught in his throat at the sight of George Brown. A wave of irritation surged through him as memories of Jessica resurfaced, twisting his stomach

up, his movements slightly hesitant. Yet, despite the situation, he forced a mock smile onto his

are you doing?" he greeted, his tone casual,

to be opportunistic, clinging to power wherever and where evet they could. Still, seeing George wear a smile

mind. Jessica... She truly is

fine. Seeing you at this time, I hope there’s no problem?"

had brought George Brown here, Desmond was certain it wasn’t a good

Concerning Jessica..." George hesitated, rubbing

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