Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 17: 17 Anything for her majesty

Davis sat in the living room, his gaze fixed on the wall clock, his face expressionless and his lips pursued, and a

light frown on his brows. "Ethan, what do you think she had gone out to do this late in the night?", he asked

Ethan did not expect he will be asked to do the guessing gat this tof the night. "Sir, there is no need to

guess but | believe she won't be an unfaithful bride." He smirked but the faint smile on his lips did not escape

Davis notice. His gaze on Ethan sharpened, Ethan trembled lightly and averted his gaze looking everywhere but

him. "Am | asking about marriage and faithfulness, does this marriage have anything to do with me?" He

scowled.

"I'm sorry, it'soverthinking things." Ethan apologized quickly. It is even surprising how Davis haven't

smashed or destroyed items closer to him in anger since today.

Davis returned his gaze to the clock again "I was thinking about who she is meeting and the purpose of the

meeting that she has spent four hours thirty minutes twenty seconds", he said lightly.

Ethan was surprised hearing him calculate the time. He glanced at him lightly about to speak but his voice made

him pause "taketo my room", he ordered. Ethan stood up to wheel him but then a faint sound of the sports

car filtered through. He couldn't help but smile at Davis action. He had been sitting there since Jessica left and

now he proceeded to go back to his room, he couldn't help but wonder what he is thinking "Isn't this a man

waiting for his wife return?" He muttered to himself amused though he couldn't understand his train of thought.

Back into the room, Davis wheeled himself to the window as the sports car revved on the driveway and with a

loud roar she turned off the ignition. The light in the compound illuminating her, she picked up her handbag from

the passenger seat, rolled up with window and slowly stepped out of the car, she swayed her head lightly

making her black wavy hair cascading on her shoulders to dance lightly in the wind as she shut the door.

With a calculated step, she made her way into the house, after taking a few steps she paused lightly and glanced

at Davis window briefly as she felt an intense gaze from there. Davis lips curled unconsciously at her action, he

trusted his guess that this forced wife of his isn't simple. He wheeled himself back to his bed while Jessica

continued her journey into the house.

Inside the house, nobody is in the living room a light glance at the clock she sighed as she rubbed her brow "I

really spent quite a lot of tout there", she muttered as she sauntered to her room and the door clicked shut.

Jessica quickly had her bath, changed into comfortable wear and trotted over to the kitchen to fix herself a light

meal of noddles, scrambled eggs and veggies. Ethan cout of his room when he heard the noise from the

kitchen. Leaning against the door "don't know you can cook?" He said, his tone laced with amusement. Jessica

shrugged her shoulders "Well, | can't starve to death so why not cook once in a while." She replied nonchalantly.

Watching her handle the cooking with ease as though it was just a natural thing to do Ethan couldn't help but

wonder if it's a problem of split personality. "Well, that's a good thing, | am going to bed." He said as he spurned

on heels to walk away.

"Why not join me?" She asked glancing at him briefly.

"No, it won't be necessary. Good night" he replied and trotted back to his room.

Jessica looked at his back for a while, then continued with her cooking.

In no time, she brought her meal to the dining table, settled down and began eating her food slowly as the

events of the evening replayed in her mind. Risa had always sort for ways to embarrass, insult and provoke her.

She finished her meal, cleared the table, returned to the kitchen and washed the plates before she walked to her

room. At door, she paused briefly and looked at Davis door, she wanted to check on him but on a second thought

she pushed her door open and entered.

She slowly walked to her bed and laid down, staring into the ceiling as her heart raced at the information she

received from her subordinate earlier. Desmond Allen is still consolidating his powers over the groupand Davis is

not in anyway responsive to the activities going on in the Allen family.

"I have to do something about this and I think | have to meet the Allen family members —Desmond and Elder

Allen. If the mountain won't cto Muhammad, then Muhammad must go to the mountain." She muttered with

a cold smile.

Twirling her phone as she gazed into the distance "Brown family, Brown family, | think I have to give Risa a gift,

one that she will cherish so much" She dialed a number and after several rings a cold voice cthrough the

speaker "Lady Bright?" He asked tentatively, his tone laced with happiness.

"Mr. Royce, It's been a long time?", She smirked.

"Quite a long tbut then you have been elusive as ever that it has becmore difficult to locate you", he

complained helpless.

"Sorry about that, but you could have reached out toyou", she answered.

"Your assistant refused schedulingfor an appointment due to your full schedule."

"I will look into that. | want to ask you something important." She said.

"Ask away, anything for her majesty", he laughed his tone rich.

"There you go again, Is Risa Brown still your brand ambassador?" She asked in a cold tone that the room's

temperature dropped several degrees. Royce Chapman on the other end noted the change in her tone at the

mention of Risa Brown. He needed no one to tell him that Risa had offended who she shouldn't have offended.

"Yes, she is. | hope no problem?", he asked.

"No problem but can | borrow that spot for someone else?"

Royce sighed, he knew this isn't just about borrowing the spot but it is more of breaking of the contract with her.

Though, she is his brand ambassador but he is not willing to sacrifice his relationship with Lady Bright to keep

her. It can be regarded as prayers answered. He had been meaning to break off the contract.

"| will take care of the breach of contract", she said indifferently.

"No need to take care of that but I just have one request." He smirked.

"Mr. Royce it would have been better if | take care of the breach of contract", she declared.

""No, just a request I've been hoping for you to consider.", with a mischievously tone he concluded"Design an

evening gown for me".

Jessica felt headache coming on, she knew exactly what Royce want but then she has so much going on with her

now.

"Alright, | will do that but you have got to givestime." She responded after a brief thought.

After exchanging few ideas and pleasantries the call ended. Jessica dropped her phone on the bedside table,

turned off the light and settled in awaiting her beauty sleep.

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Risa was pacing around the sitting room her fist clenched. "Risa, what is the problem?"Clara asked with

confusion on her face.

"Mom, can you believe it? Can you believe that Jessica pusheddown at the club." She fumed.

"Pushed you down? How? Which club?" Clara asked in succession.

"The sclub you know", Risa answered.

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As Davis wife, Clara can bet on her life that Jessica she will pass through hell. It is just a day she had spent in the

house. "Risa, you have taken much drink and must be hallucinating. "No, mom. | know what am saying", she

insisted.

But then her phone dinged with a new notification. She quickly pulled out her phone, her eyes widened in shock.

Her mouth fell open as the phone slipped from her hand hitting the floor with a thud.