Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 152: Meet Grandpa Ravensdale

Jessica let out a soft sigh as she watched Davis and Bella still locked tightly in each other’s arms. It was as if the world around them had disappeared, and all that mattered was this embrace—this moment of reunion, of recognition, of long-lost family finding each other again.

She folded her arms and leaned against the table with a small smile tugging at her lips. "Looks like tonight’s dinner might turn into midnight snacks," she murmured to herself.

She had thought about this outcome for days and to break she has hastily scheduled for dinner become she was searching for a common ground to reveal it but she is surprised that a the end it will end up as a reunion dinner.

She had taken substantial step to work on these, but no amount of planning had prepared her for this wave of emotion—tears, silence, laughter, and the quiet shock that settled deep in their bones. It wasn’t just a meal anymore. It had become a turning point.

Still, despite the warmth slowly returning to the room, Jessica knew all too well—this peace was just a calm before the storm. It always was. Especially with the Ravensdale name now back in play.

She looked over at Elliot, who sat quietly watching the scene before him, a thoughtful expression etched on his face. She knew that look. The look of a man who had carried guilt for years, who had buried hope but now stood face-to-face with it. A man whose silence spoke more than words ever could.

Jessica’s gaze softened as her mind drifted to the past. She remembered the day Elliot had looked her in the eyes and asked her a question that changed her life forever.

"I lost someone precious," he had said, voice low, eyes clouded with pain. "And no matter how hard I searched, I couldn’t find her. Jessica... would you be my goddaughter?"

At the time, it had sounded strange—out of place. She had thought it was just a gesture. A way to fill the emptiness in his heart. She never imagined that one day, that title would grow into something deeper... something bound by blood and fate.

Now, he wasn’t just her godfather. He was her grandfather. Her family. By ties of fate, love, and marriage. Jessica huffed under her breath and whispered, "Ridiculous..." shaking her head gently at how fate wove the most unexpected stories.

At last, Davis and Bella slowly pulled apart, reluctant but realizing the moment had passed. They needed to breathe, to speak, to begin the next Chapter. Bella had so many questions and Davis same but the first thing must be done first.

with teasing eyes, her arms

an eyebrow, "Davis, don’t you think I should be jealous? Hugging another woman right in

to break the heavy silence. A burst of laughter echoed

just this once?" His tone was just as teasing,

tension, thick as fog just moments ago, was slowly

softened, but there was a quiet mischief dancing in her gaze. That look may be lost on any one else but

stomach dropped. She wasn’t sure she could

weak?" Bella’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Jessica!" she gasped, stunned that she’d be called out like that. "Sis—" Jessica held up

exerting dominion of her new title. Bella sighed weakly she

much. Her tone was light, but her heart was full. Full of pride. Full of emotion. Full of love for

her eyes bright and

soft and meaningful, "I want you to meet someone else." Bella blinked again, confusion in her gaze. Jessica turned slightly, making space between

she said clearly, "Please meet

Time stopped.

looked at Elliot, the man she had known and practically lived with

now clearer... their closeness had been pulled by bond. Bella stared at Elliot Ravens, her gaze deep and searching His sharp features. His weathered eyes. The quiet pain

struggling for air as the situation sank deeper, loud and clear. Elliot took a slow step forward and, without saying a word, pulled her gently into his

Frozen in shock. Then, like a dam breaking, her tears fell freely. She gripped him tightly, burying

closed, his own tears trailing down his cheeks. He didn’t need to speak. His embrace said everything. "I’m sorry,"