Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 377: I'll handle it my way...

In the pool, Bernice found herself losing her breath. Her body burned from the poison mixed with the sting of fuel

that clung to the water.

Her lungs tightened with the crushing loss of oxygen. She swam desperately to the edge of the pool, fingers

brushing salvation, but just as her hand gripped the tiles, her strength faltered. She slipped back into the depths

with a splash.

Her consciousness blurred, slipping away like sand through open hands.

She stretched feebly toward Cassandra, but her mother could do nothing despite being at the edge of the pool

because her own body was trembling, too weak to drag Bernice to safety.

"Jessica... you will pay for this. | will make sure of that," Bernice whispered, her voice broken, barely audible.

Cassandra’s head snapped toward Jessica. Droplets clung to Jessica's clothes from the violent splash, but her

cold expression was sharper than the water dripping down her dress.

"Do you want to get her killed?" Cassandra demanded.

"Why did you push her into the pool?"

"Jessica, you are heartless!"

"Has she done you any wrong? She only invited you here to settle your indifferences!"

Jessica's lips curved into a slow, icy smirk. "Cassandra, aren't you being biased?" she drawled, her tone steeped

in mockery. "I never touched her. She jumped in herself."

Cassandra’s mouth opened to retort but then she felt a presence behind her and a shiver ran down her spine.

Slowly, she turned, and her eyes widened at the tall figure emerging from the shadows.

"No... no, it can’t be possible. He shouldn't be here," she panicked, her breath quickening.

"He was at the banquet when | called her out. How... how could he be here now?" she murmured, hands

trembling by her side.

Without so much as a glance at Cassandra, Davis strode forward, every step deliberate and heavy with authority.

His gaze locked onto Jessica.

In silence, he scooped her effortlessly into his arms. The garden seemed to shrink around his presence.

Before leaving, he cast a single, cold glance at Cassandra...an unspoken warning that pierced deeper than

words.

Cassandra barely had tto gather herself when several young men materialized from the shadows.

Rough hands shoved her hard, and before she could comprehend what happened, she toppled into the pool.

The splash reverberated like thunder spilling over the edges, the biting coldness of the water wrapping around

her body, dragging her under.

Her hands flailed wildly in the air,grasping for something...anything at all but there was nothing but toppled

again and again.

Water surged into her lungs as she gulped desperately for air. Her chest convulsed, chokin

Through the blur of water and panic, her eyes found Bernice still clinging weakly to life, her body trembling, her

gaze desperate, waiting, hoping someone...anyone would save her.

Davis, already walking away, paused. His voice was like ice. "They shouldn't die in there," he ordered flatly.

He resumed his footsteps, his eyes shifted to the woman in his arms. "Why didn’t you step away from the

splash?"

Jessica giggled lightly, unbothered. "You don’t have to pull such a long face. She fell so hard, the splash was

impossible to avoid."

Davis's jaw tightened, his voice a low growl. "Just hope your grandmother givesa good explanation.

Otherwise..."

It shouldn't be right to make any move without officially giving the Santiago’s family a chance.

"Jessica tilted her head, feigning innocence. "Hey, didn’t we agree on this before | followed her out?"

"We agreed before you followed her out," Davis snapped. "Does that agreement mean she should plot your

death right in your maternal home?"

"Not... not like that," Jessica muttered.

Pushing open a door, he set her down gently. "Take a bath first. I'll be back."

Jessica caught his hand quickly, her tone coaxing. "Hubby, take it easy. We can handle this another way, can’t

we?"

"You don’t bother about that. Ill handle it my way," Davis said, his eyes steel. "As long as the Santiagos give me

a good explanation, | am not unreasonable."

Jessica sighed, scratching her head lightly. For once, she held her tongue. "Did you get the recording?"

"I did." He shut the door behind him.

"What a land mine," Jessica muttered, exhaling as she headed for the bathroom in resignation. For now, silence

was her best option.

It wasn’t as though she wanted Davis to stay quiet. Bernice and Cassandra had crossed the line...far beyond

mischief. They had plotted against her very life.

And Jessica was no saint. She never forgave discreet plots against her, let alone blatant attempts scheme

against her life and that of the old lady.

Meanwhile, in the hallway, Davis clenched his fist and dialed a number. His tone was clipped, merciless. "I have

speople for you at the Santiago residence."

He ended the call and dialed another. "Gather every incriminating piece of evidence against Bernice and

Cassandra Santiago within three hours."

"Sir... three hours is too short," the voice on the other end stammered.

"You can buy from the black market. Price isn’t a problem."

"But the protocols..."

"Two hours," Davis cut him off sharply. "Or you can count yourself out."

"l...I'm sorry, sir." The voice cracked with fear.

Ending the call, Davis strode toward

the banquet hall. Ethan follows

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with such an impossible mission.

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her hand.

Settling down at their table, Davis slipped a device into Ethan’s hand.

"Broadcast immediately," he said coldly, his tone final.

Ethan sighed and rose from his seat, slipping quietly through the crowd as he made his way toward the

backstage of the hall.

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