Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 269

Chapter 269: You are not an Allen

The words fell like a sledgehammer, shattering the rock in Davis’s heart and bearing their judgment with them. "Desmond isn’t an Allen," he murmured silently, his mind spiraling as he struggled to analyze and comprehend the weight of this revelation.

One question thundered through him with unwavering force: "If not an Allen, then who?"

All his life, he had known Desmond as his uncle. He had grown up calling him that, had seen him at family functions, in business meetings, and around the Allen mansion like any other member of their bloodline.

Not once had there been a whisper or hint suggesting he was anything but an Allen.

Yet now, hearing Elder Allen say it with such finality stirred an unsettling dread within Davis. How many more secrets lay buried in the depths of this family?

Unbeknownst to them, Desmond, who had just arrived at the hospital room door ready to argue his way past the guards, stood frozen. The words filtered clearly through the small window, hitting him with unrelenting force.

"I am not an Allen?"

"I was never a member of the Allen family?"

"Why have I not known about this? Why was it hidden from me? What really happened?"

"If I’m not an Allen, then who am I?"

"Why had I never been treated differently except in the course of taking over the Group?"

"Why had no one mentioned it within or outside the Allen family?"

Inside, Davis’s voice, slightly trembling, broke the heavy silence. "How? Why? Since when?"

heart pounding. He wanted to hear it. He needed to hear how the man he called father would explain away the life he had lived under a name that might not

attempt to sugarcoat the truth, but the old man’s silence only deepened the chasm inside

the company and bring Desmond over. I need to speak with him.

him everything, but his instincts told him this matter

to him, his voice weary,

make it true. After the revelation,

truth, a strange

are questions only he can answer," Davis replied, his voice clipped

the door, hand reaching for the handle but before

Desmond stepped in.

that didn’t match the storm inside him. His eyes glittered with rage and

"You may

clashed like swords in a silent

her phone in hand, yawned lightly and tapped Davis’s shoulder. "Hubby?"

to her, hand gently brushing her forehead.

yet wouldn’t want Davis to lose composure so distract him a

replied, his hand

watched their exchange with narrowed eyes, his rage simmering as memories of everything he’d done flashed before

better, indeed,"

"Desmond, it would be better for all of us to stop the unnecessary jabs. I had just sent Alfred to call you. There is something I must

gestured for Desmond to sit. With silent resistance, he complied. The

has suffered in silence too long. Today, I will tell you the truth. Desmond, you have always wondered why I held you back from taking over the Allen Group. It was never about favoritism. It was because..." he paused, voice breaking, "you do

room fell

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