Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 68: Dedication?

As the silence stretched, Davis felt his head spinning at the information given to him. He can’t imagine such

reality. Jessica’s words continuously echoing in his head "Your nerves were tampered."

"Who could that be?" He asked no one in particular. Jessica sighed and slowly eased into the bed sitting at the

edge.

"I don’t think that is what you need to worry about for the tbeing." She said.

Davis took a deep breath, trying to push back the emotions threatening to overtake him. He had spent so long

crippled but his mind never gave him the idea that it might have been a foul play.

Ethan had investigated the cause of the accident but the result didn’t show anything, little did he know that the

hospital was the final place of the plot but who. It is a mystery.

"So what are the chances my recovery and how long will it take?" Davis asked in a cold tone filled with

determination.

Jessica thought for a while and sighed. "It depends on how dedicated you are to the medication."

"Dedication?"

"Yes, that will determine the speed of your recovery, that is how fast you will recover." Jessica explained.

It is never an easy feat for one who had been crippled for several months to regain active use of the leg, it takes

tand smay never regain full use of the leg. It all depends on fate and his determination.

Jessica is hoping that he will be among the lucky one who can make it through.

"Best case scenario?" he asked.

Jessica hesitated briefly as she silently summed her discovery before carefully choosing her words.

"With intensive therapy and strict adherence to treatment... six months to a year."

"A year?" He mused.

Davis leaned back, staring at the ceiling. Compared to spending a lifetin a wheelchair, one year was nothing.

He didn’t want to imagine how it will feel to be on his legs again or how shocked it will be for the perpetrator to

see his plan.

His jaw clenched. "And the worst case?"

Jessica's gaze turned cold, she did not want to talk about the worst case but it is of essence to weigh two

options.

"If your body rejects the treatment or if the damage is deeper than I initially thought... there's a chance you

might never regain full mobility."

Silence stretched between them.

Davis closed his eyes for a brief moment, then opened them, determination shining in his gaze.

"Then I'll do whatever it takes while you do your best."

Jessica smiled, a rare, genuine expression. "Alright. | think we will take it step by step. The medication will

commence when we return" She said.

"That's okay by me", Davis muttered, almost inaudible.

"But | have a condition forto commence the treatment," she stated with an air of nonchalancy as though she

is only informing him.

"What is the condition?" He asked, his gaze resting on her with seriousness.

"My condition is a simple one, no need for you been too serious, nobody in the house not even the butler should

be aware of the treatment or therapy." She said, a faint smile on her lips as her eyes glistened with coldness.

"You can make the decision and I will follow it judiciously" he agreed. He already had that thought in him since

he was manipulated into a wheelchair, he decided he will lay low to find the truth he seek. But for Jessica to

suggest this means she is also suspicious of a spy.

While they discussed the procedure for the treatment and therapy, a faint knock sounded on the door followed

by Pamela’s voice "Sister-in-law, are you awake?" She asked.

"Sister-in-law, | brought you sdessert it is a good stuff you will love" her voice filtered through the door.

Jessica and Davis exchanged a subtle glance at each other, her brows furrowed.

Jessica didn’t want to take chances with any member of the Allen family. She stood up and slowly walked to the

door. She opened the door slightly.

Pamela's smiling face cin to

view, in her hand is a tray with

various fruits Eb aens and Cut

on bis@uwtifyl Godt watering

arrangement. "Sister-in-law, am sorry

to interrupt your rest." She said with a

quiet voice, her smile bright as the

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Jessica looked her over briefly, and then at the tray in her hand with the wide genuine smile on her face and felt

relieved.

"It seems | will have to make one more friend than enemy" she thought and slowly opened the door wider to

usher her in.

"Thank you, Pamela.)essica replied softly, a faint smile crossing her lips. She took the tray from her and turned

around.

She entered the room and Pamela stood for a while before she made a prompt decision to follow her in.

Pamela's face lit up with her usual

warmth, her eyes flickering with an

almost worried dlange@ Jessidas

tied bubeémbosed expression. "|

thought you might need a little of it.

It's nothing fancy, just something to

give you energy after all the stress."

"That's kind of you. I'm sure Davis will appreciate it more than me," she said..

It's no doubt that Pamela has a motive of bringing her the desert but so far the, it is not yet a harmful trip.

"You can sit", Jessica said ushering her to the single and only couch in the room while she sat down on the bed.

"Pamela, how is your mother doing?" Davis asked staring at her incredulously. Though he had gotten into an

accident that titled the balance in his life, he still recalls certain incidents.

"She is doing well and has been coping too" she chimed. Davis sighed, Pamela’s mother Salhas an

unforgettable history in the Allen Family.

She had been a maid but one of the

sons of the Allen family had forced

himself on her enone om

pEEnQoN ie a. As along

standing tradition in the Allen family,

their bloodline remains with them. So

Salwas made to live in the Allen

family but without any identity. The

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