The news of Davis’ proposal tore through every sphere of Country Y like wildfire. Media houses could barely keep up with the frenzy, every platform flooded with headlines and speculations.
Headlines flashed across the screens:
Richest Man of Country Y Finally Taken
Allen Group Finds Its Matriarch
Wedding Bells as Davis Allen Proposes
Insider: Davis Allen Married for Years, Ready to Tell the World – Flamboyantly Proposes to Wife
Forced to Marry, Fell in Love and Proposed
Why Do I Suspect That Woman’s Identity Matches Lady Bright?
Jessica lay sprawled on the bed, the large diamond ring glittering under the soft light. It sat proudly on her finger, and every time her gaze caught its brilliance, a warm smile tugged at her lips.
It still felt like a dream. Watching the replay of the live broadcast, emotions swirled in her heart, tender yet overwhelming.
She had never expected such a grand proposal from Davis yet he had planned and orchestrated it effortlessly, with a confidence and way she hadn’t anticipated.
Her thoughts drifted back to a few years back. Their marriage had actually started off on a wrong note.
It had felt as though she had barged into his carefully guarded space, disrupting his patterns and walls. And yet... here she was, his wife, with the world acknowledging her place beside him.
Scrolling endlessly through her phone, Jessica skimmed one article after another, all centered on the proposal. It was surreal.
Davis lowered himself beside her. His gaze flicked to her screen, then lingered lightly.
"Do you know what this reminds me of?" He asked quietly.
Jessica lifted her gaze to meet his. "What?"
Jessica turned her head, her eyes locking with his. "What?"
"I remembered the first day I woke up," he muttered, voice distant. "I woke up to witness a live broadcast of their engagement."
Jessica tilted her head, a playful smirk curving her lips. "And you still can’t bring yourself to call her your ex?"
Davis’ brows furrowed, his jaw tightening. "Exes with dignity deserve to be called that. But for her..." his voice dropped, heavy with disappointment, "I was let down beyond measure."
Jessica sighed, sitting up to face him. "I think you need to see this from another angle."
He gave a dry chuckle. "Babe, you don’t get it."
"Maybe I don’t," she admitted softly. "But do you know... sometimes extreme hate lingers only because the heart is still tied?"
His lips parted to protest. "I dare not keep my heart for such a..."
But Jessica pressed her finger gently to his lips, stopping him. "Don’t rush to swear. Maybe what you need isn’t anger...it’s closure."
His eyes narrowed. "Closure? What closure?"
"I mean, have you ever asked her...really asked her...if it was worth it?" Jessica’s voice was steady, calm. "Visit her. Ask your questions. Let it go. Because no matter what, nothing will change the past."
Davis scoffed, bitterness clouding his expression. "Does it matter? She’s already this way. I didn’t expect...in the end, she killed herself with her choices. What’s the point of asking when I already know the answer?"
Jessica shrugged lightly. "Maybe. But whatever choice you make, you have my support."
Davis’ lips curled up, relief spread across his chest, He drew her into his arms, draping his arm over her waist.
Moments passed in silence before Jessica broke it, her brow furrowing. "I had my subordinate look into the profile of Linda Briggs."
Davis stared at her for a while, gauging her expression. "Why did you look into it?"
"Just thought something wasn’t right." She muttered. "And true to my guess, it wasn’t."
"What did you find out?" He asked, his heart already made up for whatever result she was about to share.
"Linda Briggs is your cousin-in-law and the little girl..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"What?" Davis interrupted, his breath hitched. "How was that possible?"
"Well, that was the fact," Jessica shrugged. When she got the report last night, she had also wondered what was the truth and what were the lies.
"But after getting a private investigator, the result came out the same."
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