"Baby, ...I can explain..", he stamred, his voice anxious and breathe coming in gasps. Jessica raised a brow at him. "I...I...I
Jessica smiled as she leisurely pulled out her phone and took a snapshot of the scene before her—Davis on the wheelchair with Vera hugging him while he is confused of where to place his hand. "I will keep this for rembrance" she smirked.
Davis never in his wildest dream expected Vera to throw herself on him but that is not his problem now rather how will he appease his wife.
"Jessy.. can you hear out?" He pleaded with all seriousness.
Jessica smiled lightly "Davis you might want or wish to rekindle your old fla but can you do that maturedly not soiling my sight?"
Davis felt his heart flew out of its rib cage. He had only stretched his hand on impulse but Vera has taken advantage of it. He felt like a cheating wife caught by the husband while in the act.
"No, I am not rekindling any fla when I already have you. You are more than enough and irreplaceable." He said anxiously while he tried to move over to her.
Despite his struggle, Vera still remained on his legs,this provoked his fury and in anger he pushed her and she ca crashing to the floor.
Jessica seeing the scene covered her mouth with her hand in laughter. Her giggling tearing apart Vera’s heart as her eyes glinted in amusent.
Vera did not expect him to use such force on her "Is he that afraid of what Jessica might think or feel?" She mused.
It is surprising to her that Davis stamred over words. Just because of Jessica when he did not give a damn about her when he woke up.
Vera remained on the floor, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, her expression screaming she had been treated unjustly.
"Vera, why are you cuddling your brother-in-law in broad daylight? Aren’t you ashad? Her eyes twinkled with amusent, but the cold edge in her voice was unmistakable.
Vera’s face darkened, her face turning to several shades of colour in anger but she forced a smile.
"Jessica, you misunderstand
I just lost....lost... my footing so...."
"Oh! I see you lost your footing and rather than seeing yourself on the floor, you managed to find yourself in his arms. What an interesting fall,... should I call it a fall of the century" she smirked.
"Jessica, I know you might be angry but you know I and Davis had a history together and you ... Know ...this is between Davis and . You wouldn’t understand."
Jessica let out a light laugh. "Oh, I understand perfectly. An ex-fiancée suddenly disappearing at the first knock of trouble and reappearing at the sound of victory..? Classic"
"But Vera, do you know you don’t need to take such a long trip in finding yourself in his arms?"
Vera felt confused, not understanding the angle of Jessica’s words, her heart skipped a beat. She had never worn over her and at this point she is worried.
She took a step closer, her gaze sharp. "But here’s the thing—you lost that privilege the mont you walked away."
Vera’s breathe hitched at the cruel reminder of her incompetence, the betrayal and the choice she has made—its beyond repair.
Davis remained silent, watching the exchange with an unreadable expression.
Vera’s hands curled into fists. "I wasn’t trying to—"
Jessica cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Save it. If you want sympathy, find soone else. Because if you think you can waltz back into his life and act like nothing happened, you’re sorely mistaken."
Vera’s lips pressed into a thin line, her pride preventing her from lashing out. Instead, she turned on her heels and walked away without another word —like other tis she has lost.
Jessica chuckled softly, shaking her head before turning to Davis. "You are really having a good ti right?" She queried with a serious face.
Slowly she pushed Davis to their bedroom, once inside, she ignored him and walked to the table.
Davis’s heart pounded as he looked up at Jessica’s face, her serious expression making his stomach twist. He hoped it will just be her playing with him, but then the sharp edge in her tone sent a chill down his spine.
"Jessy, please don’t do this," he pleaded, gripping the arms of his wheelchair as if that would steady his nerves. "You saw what happened—I had nothing to do with it!"
Jessica crossed her arms, tilting her head slightly. "Oh? So she just magically landed in your lap? Maybe I should start believing in fairytales."
Davis sighed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "You know Vera better than anyone. She set up. I didn’t even touch her, and you saw how she wouldn’t get off!"
"Davis, don’t you think you are shifting blas?" Who was the person that stretched out his hand to help her not to fall?"She queried, her face serious.
"Alright, I am sorry. Can you please..." Davis began to say but Jessica raised his brow making him stumped.
"Not be too calm, it is scary.", he murmured his barely above whisper.
Davis Allen, are you finished? You were cuddling your ex and now you say am scary?" She queried.
"Not so,..it’s just.." he wanted to clarify. But he couldn’t find the right word and so swallowed it back.
Jessica smiled lightly at the stumped Davis. "We shall be leaving early in the morning, am reporting at the company tomorrow to work." She smirked.
"Tomorrow?" He asked.
"Yes it’s been delayed so much and now it needs to be done." She replied her expression cold and distant.
Davis sighed. "But it will be a difficult feat because Desmond and Aaron, are wary of you" he said
Jessica smiled lightly. They are wary of her the simple is applicable to her. With the prevailing situation, she needs to step it’s the lion’s den then she had to go retrieve all that is hers.
"You don’t worry about . But focus on the treatnt properly." She said with a deep thought.
At the ntion of the treatnt plan, Davis heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t help but wonder how real it will be to see himself stand again.
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