Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 373: Julian’s arrival 1

Towards Donald, Davis nodded subtly in greeting.

Donald had been standing beside his mother ever since she had left her room, his lips curved in a warm, constant smile..

At the sound of Davis’ voice, Lady Matilda pulled slightly away from Jessica and turned toward him. Her expression brightened, her gaze softening.

"Thank you very much for taking such good care of her," she said warmly, sincerity and gratitude laced into every syllable.

Davis returned a small nod. "That’s what I should do."

A glance over his shoulder brought Ethan forward, carrying a neatly wrapped box. Davis accepted it, then stepped forward and extended it with both hands.

"Congratulations on finding your granddaughter. I hope you remain healthy enough to care for her for many more years," he said evenly.

Donald moved quickly to take the gift, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. Lady Matilda’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she watched him hand over the gift to Donald.

"You didn’t have to go this far," she murmured, smiling through the emotion. "I’m already grateful just knowing she’s in good hands."

Davis shook his head lightly "It is just tonics and supplements," Davis replied, shaking his head gently. "Nothing extravagant."

Jessica eased back from Lady Matilda, her eyes lifting to meet her husband’s. Her smile bloomed softly. "Hubby... thank you."

The week had been exhausting for him with meetings, travel, and unexpected events and yet he had remembered details she herself hadn’t considered.

The thought left her both touched and quietly ashamed; though she had come in the car with him, it had never crossed her mind to prepare a gift for Lady Matilda.

She was beautifully unaware and she hadn’t even thought of it until now.

"Even supplements and tonics aren’t easy to come by," Lady Matilda said, turning to her son. "I hope you keep this carefully."

Donald nodded and passed the box to his assistant for safekeeping, mindful that with so many guests, misplacing it would be far too easy.

A few metres away, clusters of guests watched the exchange with thinly veiled curiosity as they tried to guess the relationships between them.

Their murmurs rippled through the air, as if gossips were the evening’s true entertainment.

cold and expressionless, seeing him so respectful and

you think something is... off?" one

"What do you mean?"

and his

"That means nothing."

that. Without a close connection, do you think Davis Allen would use that

anyone’s grandmother, so plenty of people probably

do I see traces of

"You’re suggesting they’re related?"

"Just my suspicion."

"That’s impossible."

she just came out to welcome Davis because of his

eyes narrowed slightly

she had called for this banquet to welcome her granddaughter home in a grand manner, yet her years of navigating the mall and society had taught her

to live discreetly

identity outright. A vague introduction brought

photographs as an extra precaution to shield Jessica from

lady’s reasoning was simple: she didn’t want to thrust her granddaughter into the unforgiving and scrutinizing glare

peaceful life disrupted in any form or by any

said, turning

Jessica’s hand as they moved forward, but the next moment, they halted in

deep breath. "I will be right

to a stop at the edge of the red carpet. From the first, an assistant stepped out briskly; from the second, a uniformed guard emerged to open the rear

touched the ground first, followed by a tall figure alighting from

navy suit, a sky-blue shirt, and a navy-and-white striped

car Fully alighted from the car, a tall young man

features were sharply defined and distinctive: a straight, patrician nose, onyx-gold flecked eyes as cold as winter, and an expression

it fanned his face lightly like a lullaby; his skin felt cool for

he

crowd erupted

man... whose son do you

think I just