Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 377: I’ll handle it my way...

In the pool, Bernice found herself losing her breath. Her body burned from the poison mixed with the sting of fuel that clung to the water.

Her lungs tightened with the crushing loss of oxygen. She swam desperately to the edge of the pool, fingers brushing salvation, but just as her hand gripped the tiles, her strength faltered. She slipped back into the depths with a splash.

Her consciousness blurred, slipping away like sand through open hands.

She stretched feebly toward Cassandra, but her mother could do nothing despite being at the edge of the pool because her own body was trembling, too weak to drag Bernice to safety.

"Jessica... you will pay for this. I will make sure of that," Bernice whispered, her voice broken, barely audible.

Cassandra’s head snapped toward Jessica. Droplets clung to Jessica’s clothes from the violent splash, but her cold expression was sharper than the water dripping down her dress.

"Do you want to get her killed?" Cassandra demanded.

"Why did you push her into the pool?"

"Jessica, you are heartless!"

"Has she done you any wrong? She only invited you here to settle your indifferences!"

Jessica’s lips curved into a slow, icy smirk. "Cassandra, aren’t you being biased?" she drawled, her tone steeped in mockery. "I never touched her. She jumped in herself."

Cassandra’s mouth opened to retort but then she felt a presence behind her and a shiver ran down her spine.

Slowly, she turned, and her eyes widened at the tall figure emerging from the shadows.

"No... no, it can’t be possible. He shouldn’t be here," she panicked, her breath quickening.

"He was at the banquet when I called her out. How... how could he be here now?" she murmured, hands trembling by her side.

strode forward, every step deliberate and

he scooped her effortlessly into his arms. The garden seemed

single, cold glance at Cassandra...an unspoken warning that

time to gather herself when several

her hard, and before she could comprehend

the edges, the biting

for something...anything at all but there was nothing but toppled again

she gulped desperately for

blur of water and panic, her eyes found Bernice still clinging weakly to life, her body trembling,

paused. His voice was like ice. "They shouldn’t die in there," he ordered

resumed his footsteps, his eyes shifted to the woman in

pull such a long face. She fell so

voice a low growl. "Just hope your grandmother gives me

right to make any move without officially giving the

feigning innocence. "Hey, didn’t we agree on this before I

snapped. "Does that agreement mean she should plot your death

like

down gently. "Take a bath

take it easy. We can handle this another

don’t bother about that. I’ll handle it my way," Davis said, his eyes steel. "As long

lightly. For once, she held her tongue. "Did you get the

shut the door

mine," Jessica muttered, exhaling as she headed for the bathroom in resignation. For

stay quiet. Bernice and Cassandra had crossed the line...far beyond mischief. They had plotted against her very

forgave discreet plots against her, let alone blatant attempts scheme against her life

a number. His tone was clipped, merciless. "I have some people for you