Chapter 142: Signing the document...
Jessica took a deep breathe while considering Davis words. "Yes, I think I know some bits and pieces of her though I may not recollect unless triggered by an image or emotion." She answered with all seriousness.
Davis shook his head lightly in denial. She never talked her mother’s Family. "What about her family?" He asked.
Jessica’s breath hitched in her throat. Her family, her people she don’t know much about them but only had a connection with her grandmother who she had learned medicine from. Still contemplating her answer, there was a knock on the door "Dinner is ready." Came the quiet voice of the maid.
"Alright, set the table." Davis instructed and casting a glance at Jessica on the bed "don’t bother on it, let’s eat so you can sleep." He said, worry and concern evident in his tone.
After several minutes, they both exited from the room and headed downstairs taking the revamped stairs for Davis movement. As they stepped into the sitting room, it was quiet except for the faint hum of a news broadcast coming from the sitting room.
There, lounging on the large velvet sofa, was Richard. He looked worn out. His shirt was slightly rumpled, the top button undone, and his sleeves rolled halfway up his arms. Papers and a half-empty coffee mug sat on the table in front of him. The stress of the day was written plainly on his face.
When he saw Jessica wheel Davis in, he sat up immediately, alert. "You’re back?" he asked, his eyes flickering with surprise and concern as they moved from Davis to Jessica.
Jessica gave him a soft nod, clearly exhausted. She didn’t have the energy to speak, but her tired smile said enough. Richard, however, wasn’t used to seeing her like this. The fact that Davis had gone so far as to cancel her entire schedule today was not just unusual—it was unprecedented.
They moved to the seat opposite him and sat down. Jessica picked some of the papers and quickly scanned through.