Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 431 431: Give you the stars if you asked...

With the auction coming to an end, the hall erupted in murmurs. Everyone was anxious to find out the identity of the person bold enough to buy a necklace at a whopping sum of ten million dollars without batting an eyelid.

From the seriousness of the bid, they were certain he would have continued to bid even if it was more than ten million.

While they couldn't help being anxious about the identity, they had a few guesses in mind.

In a moment, flashes of cameras erupted as the attendants carefully lifted the velvet bust and secured the necklace into a glass case, preparing to deliver it to the winning cubicle.

But no matter how hard the crowd craned their necks, the buyer's identity remained shrouded in mystery.

In Davis's cubicle, with the gavel declaring him winning bid, he sighed with relief.

His face brimmed with smiles of victory as though he had just signed a trillion-dollar contract rather than lost money. In his heart, he had undoubtedly achieved an undeniable feat.

"Arrange for it to be delivered" he instructed calmly "and confirm it properly to see it wasn't tampered with."

Though the Clarence House had always been known for its reputation, yet he wouldn't want any mishap or risk any form of damage due to handling.

"Yes sir," Ethan answered. He turned around and made his way out of the cubicle to handle the task.

Davis pulled out his phone. There wasn't any reply to the text he sent previously about his late night and no calls. His brow furrowed with worry.

Meanwhile, inside Jessica's cubicle, silence reigned. Her head still throbbed faintly, though the intensity of the earlier storm had eased.

She rubbed her temple, steadying her breath. Richard sat close beside her, still studying her pale face, his worry etched deep across his face.

"You almost scared me," he said quietly.

Jessica gave a weak smile. "I scared myself. It was like… something trying to break through. But I still couldn't remember anything… even after the pain." She sighed in frustration and helplessness.

After a brief explanation from Richard, she had been able to make a few deductions about the situations and what she experienced.

She felt frustration gnawing at her. She really wanted to remember everything…her marriage, her past, every moment she had lost and how far she had gone.

Subconsciously, it felt like those memories were what she had always longed for, was what she ever wanted. Yet her conscious mind warned her otherwise.

Though everyone had told her, "Take it easy, you will build a new memory together."

But none of them knew what it meant to dangle in a void. None of them understood the ache of a missing piece of one's soul.

None of the speaker had ever experienced to know how it felt;

what

Who to believe

had never felt a

bitter memory, not recalling them shouldn't be a situation one should pray to find

toward the door where the attendants had passed moments ago, carrying away the necklace. "That

was it that

might help her, or give her a breakthrough into

across her face threatening to drown her. she closed her eyes hoping to hold herself

further. "Let's

"Sure." Jessica clipped.

made their way

into the reporters

have successfully avoided them earlier and also at this moment she doesn't have the

buyer of the necklace," Richard replied with a

the

her car when she heard a familiar

the voice called softly and

and Richard halted in their actions, slowly they turned around and their gaze settled on

it was you," Julian admitted, glancing around.

Davis was close by especially after

or inform her he was in the

second thought, he decided against

without offering

always found herself at a loss

his presence, but then she found her zeal not matching

She asked, hoping to divert his attention to

releasing again. "Jessica… I would have called, but since you're here…" He hesitated, then

establish a beautiful reunion before everything was reverted back to

brow furrowed lightly in thought, no clear recall of the last time she really visited

"Alright," she chimed.

time and send me a text." She clipped. "I've to run along now. Been out for a

stepped back, letting her board the car while he silently watched the car pull away from the auction house

the back seat, Jessica had her head on the headrest, her eyes

after and possibly any other information that would

his breath caught. "Are… you

interrupted, her voice cold

couldn't get any of these reports without Davis and the

of her waking up with memory loss, the Dean had advised not forcing

agreed to the advice for