Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption

Chapter 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 game at this time of the night. "Sir, there is no need to guess but I 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 I asking about marriage and faithfulness, does this marriage have anything to do with me?" He scowled.

"I'm sorry, it's me overthinking 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 "take me to 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 time out 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 came out 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, I can't starve to death so why not cook once in a while." She replied nonchalantly.

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