Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 402: Why not test run the plan?

Chapter 402: Why not test run the plan?

Taking the stairs to go up, Davis felt his leg heavy, his heart tightening with every step on the staircase.

He might have been able to convince Grandpa downstairs that she was only unconscious, but he couldn’t convince himself,he couldn’t stop the hurt and the sharp ache in his chest.

Davis paused at the door of the bedroom, he stretched his hand to the doorknob but he felt stuck, he couldn’t brace himself to open this door.

This had been their little sanctuary since they returned from Noveira, but now it might even be his nightmare.

A mocking smile curled up his lips. "I have always been anxious to come into this room to find her."

He couldn’t help recalling her various postures. Sometimes, he opens the door and finds her sitting with crossed legs, eyes glued to her phone or her laptop before her.

At other times, she would be lying with her stomach, her legs raised up and she swung them about carelessly.

With her stomach getting bigger by the day, her posture changed to lying on her side.

Davis’ fist tightened on the doorknob, his breath hitched. "With you at the hospital, the room isn’t of any use," he muttered.

He turned sharply and headed directly to the study. This had been his safe zone in the time past and maybe this time, it might still be.

Standing in the study, the pains of the past, his struggles with Jessica, her pains and struggles to see him back on his feet and the pains of seeing her motionless crashed down on him.

He slumped weakly into his seat, his fist clenched tightly as he stared into the distance. Several thoughts coursed through him. It was so much that he found himself unraveling.

He took claiming breathe he needed to hold himself together. He couldn’t afford to break now, too many people were already depending on him.

He pulled open his drawer to rummage through its contents. It wasn’t clear what exactly it was he wanted.

seconds of searching, he sighed with visible relief

recalled how they had argued over this pack of cigarettes and

promise because more than anything he needed something to hold on, something to calm his fraying nerves, to numb the ache tearing

would you be angry if I lit this cigarette?" he asked as

phone buzzed in his pocket, reminding him he hasn’t even changed

pulled out his phone from his pocket, a familiar name

Julian.

asked. For the first time, Davis felt his voice too familiar

was that the fact? At this time, it no longer mattered,

any response from him, Julian exhaled slowly over the phone. "Dave, you know sister would prefer to see a strong man

his temper snapped at once. Without any care, he tugged at the tie harshly as he undid it, he

but then what’s the essence when she isn’t there to stand beside him? But then Julian

himself and that he would certainly

matter how many days and

reason you

a message to your mailbox but

clip?" Davis

just as he was about to end the call, Davis’ voice halted him. "Julian,

chat with Julian discussing a few

him and with a click, its glowing light flickered through the study, illuminating the room, a thought he hadn’t

hours in the study, Davis was able to set a groundwork of his revenge and path

out to its bitter end. He really wants

arms as he stood up from the seat ready to settle

Davis answered and settled

step would be," Ethan said as he dropped a file