Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 381: Davis Allen just left the country...

With both of them reaching the conclusion about Davis’ trip for the business summit, he led Jessica to visit Lady Matilda in her room.

They arrived at her door, Jessica tapped lightly but received no response.

She glanced at Davis, her brows furrowed. "I hope she isn’t doing anything reckless because of the same people that wanted her dead," she whispered uneasily.

After a pause, she knocked again, this time more firmly. A brief silence lingered before a faint shuffle sounded within, followed by a weary voice:

"Come in."

Jessica and Davis exchanged a knowing glance. She pushed the door open and they stepped inside together.

The room was brightly lit. Lady Matilda sat on the bed with a few scattered photographs beside her. Her tired gaze lingered at the doorway, softening when she saw Jessica.

Jessica walked forward with a gentle smile. "Grandma," she called softly.

"You are here?" Lady Matilda answered, her voice weak but affectionate.

Davis moved in from the door, his face unreadable. "Grandma," he greeted evenly.

Her eyes flickered to him, swirling with emotions; gratitude, helplessness, and something else he couldn’t quite place.

"Are you... okay with my decision?" she asked slowly.

Davis inclined his head. "I am sorry for causing you pain."

Lady Matilda sighed. "Don’t worry about that. Sooner or later, it would have happened."

Jessica sat beside her and clasped her hand. Lady Matilda’s voice wavered as she continued. "For years, I tolerated their actions, perhaps too much. I thought leniency was the right path... but never did I expect they would sink so low—plotting to drown a pregnant woman in a poisoned pool."

Her hand trembled as she lifted a photo and set it aside. "That was the peak of their cruelty. I can’t excuse them anymore. You only gave me a reason to do what I should have done long ago."

She glanced at Jessica and patted her head softly. "You have suffered, my dear."

Jessica shook her head, while Davis exhaled in relief. As long as Lady Matilda didn’t resent him, that was all that mattered.

"Grandma, are you really okay?" Jessica asked with worry lacing her voice.

"Silly girl, you worry too much," Lady Matilda said gently. "Tell me instead—how are you coping with your last trimester?"

feel dizzy at intervals. Like a slow breeze, and then

"Have

"I plan to, tomorrow."

I’ll be leaving Jessica in your care. I have to attend the

Matilda turned her gaze on him sharply. "The summit?" She glanced at Jessica, remembering their earlier

decided. Grandma, I’ll visit you tomorrow morning. His

departed. Alone, she sighed and slowly gathered the photos

slipped them into a brown envelope and sealed

back in Jessica’s bedroom, Davis helped her change into something more

car sped toward Davis’ residence, the night air pressing against the windows. Jessica clung tightly to his arm the entire ride, her heart beating

rubbed her shoulders

sighed. She had no ready-made answer to this question but only that she

or her instinct warning her, but

attend the summit, she couldn’t bring herself to

into the brightly lit compound of Davis’ estate, he glanced at her profile under the dim lights

upstairs," he murmured. She

Davis’ side profile through the soft light of the staircase as though

to their room, Davis gathered a few items he would be needing for the trip; an extra laptop, his

a look at those documents in the envelope, but then it should

nodded as he pulled her into his embrace, a mix of emotions swirling in his mind. "Baby, please can you take

said. "Since you changed your mind, can you go with a peace of

that a promise?"

shrugged, her eyes twinkling as she took in his facial

this a thought, it seems Davis can nag and worry

will see you off to the

his head. "It’s late and with the stress of the day I

a quiet nod. She understood she wouldn’t be able to argue

as though she had returned to her usual self filtered through, "your new assistant visited the archive and spent

men keep watch over him. Inform me if need

"The company?" She asked.

some of the affairs from home and on my return I will see what I can do. And if you must go to the company, get someone

some space, you

meant, he would prefer she was always with the guards but

a few days before I return, not

moment she had no choice but to accept

walked him out to the car, after a few minutes of hugging, kissing, and complaint,

as the car left the compound,

on