Chapter 101: My Godfather is a Mafia
Your purpose?" he echoed staring at her in surprise. His heart clenched at her words. Her purpose. Was she still holding onto that reason? Was he the only one hoping for something more?
Davis felt his heart breaking into several pieces, his gaze boring into her to find a reason for her to utter such words. His breath hitched, his body feeling cold all over.
Jessica continuously observed his changing expression and countenance, she didn’t need to think to know what is going on in his head.
"What are you thinking?" She sneered. Her voice laced with amusement, her eyes twinkled with mischief.
Davis stared at her incredulously before averting his gaze. "Nothing." He murmured struggling to suppress the tremor in his voice.
Jessica’s lips curled into a smile. His gaze snapped back to her. "And now? If you don’t achieve your purpose, will you leave?"
Davis wasn’t concerned about why she had accepted the marriage—he cared about what came next.
He is not bothered about why she accepted the marriage but is more concerned about the future. His life seems to now revolve around her.
"My staying or leaving is all dependent on you. As much as I want to keep this marriage, should you wake up tomorrow and find the one you love I will adhere to my part of the agreement. Jessica smirked.
As much as she imagined such scenario, it left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Davis frowned, his fingers tightening briefly. "Why use the Allen family when you have an organization as large as this?"