Chapter 224: If he is alive, where is he?
Davis nodded thoughtfully, unsurprised that Jessica had gone upstairs without waiting for him.
The weariness etched across her features in the car had not escaped his notice. Her fatigued frame slumped silently in the car earlier, the quiet exhaustion clinging to her like a heavy cloak.
He had chosen to stay silent, respecting her unspoken need for rest, momentarily overlooking her tired body, due to her tendency to conceal her discomfort. Still, the nagging concern hadn’t left him.
I’ll have to bring the doctor in by tomorrow,"he mused inwardly. Knowing her stubborn nature he resolved to work gently but firmly in coaxing her into agreeing before the doctor’s visit in the morning.
He thought for a while "tonight would be the best chance to persuade her before the doctor’s visit." He murmured inwardly to himself
With Ethan expertly maneuvering the wheelchair along the ramp, Davis inhaled deeply, grounding himself.
"Has Mr. Stan contacted you again?" he asked, his voice low but laced with expectation.
Ethan nodded, keeping pace beside him. "Yes, sir. He called to confirm that the meeting with the shareholders is scheduled for tomorrow at 10 a.m. sharp."
"Good." Davis’s gaze sharpened and gave a short nld. "Add Mr. Ford’s birthday celebration to my schedule. It’s three days from now. Also, arrange for a doctor to visit the suite tomorrow. Preferably a gynecologist. Schedule the appointment for 5 p.m."
"Yes, sir."
When they reached the door of Davis’s private suite, he lifted a hand, signaling Ethan to stop. "You can return to your room. I’ll take it from here."