Don't worry, am not going anywhere." She muttered as she slowly lifted herself off the bed, swinging her leg down as she stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Her gaze flickered lightly to the wall clock. A sigh escaping her lips, she really slept in.
Davis sat on the wheelchair silently while his gaze followed her around until she entered the bathroom. His lips curled up unconsciously, he didn't expect she will take note of his expressions and interpret its meaning as fast as possible.
"Do you by any means have a hand in the Brown family's situation?" He queried his gaze stern as he searched her face for answers.
"Why do you think so?" She asked looking at him. It's not like she is ready to admit it is her handiwork but why on earth is he thinking so?" She mused.
"It is quite coincidentally and timed, you had a fallout with him in the night and this morning he is summoned to Court." He answered lightly.
"Well, I have no business with what is going on in the Brown family and am not interested because they were never interested in me but you know karma is always a bitch," She smirked.
They always think they are untouchable and that she is a pawn for them to achieve their goal just like how they managed to force her into this marriage which will end up being their doom.
He did not miss the playful banter in her voice as though she is teasing a child. "Does that mean you are innocent of the crime".
"You might as well note that I was with you all night and never left so how do I carry out such a massive operation in the shortest possible time." She questioned meeting his gaze head on. She wouldn't give him a reason to find out now. So it is best to play it by the ear.
Davis sighed, it seems she is not the one but he couldn't shake off the feeling of her involvement because such coincidence are rare. Jessica knew it will be difficult to convince him otherwise and decided to let him be.
"I will take a quick shower and be right back", she said as she pushed the bathroom door open shutting it behind her.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, Davis dialed Ethan's number to verify if there is any change in his findings but his answer came back in negation.
He sighed. "It seems she is a power player since she could cover her tracks this well." He mused. Even though other people might not know but his instincts and observations are clear-she is involved and he is quiet sure of his conviction.
A gentle tap sounded on the door, Davis wheeled his chair to the door and opened, a maid stood with breakfast arranged in a large tray, her hand trembled lightly at the sight of Davis as she recalled the stories of his temper. Davis pushed back out of the way allowing her entry.
With carefulness, the maid laid out the table for them close to the bed. "The old man asked that I bring it over since you both aren't coming down for breakfast" She relayed before leaving the room.
The bathroom door clicked open, Jessica step out her hair damp with the towel tightly wrapped around her as she entered the walk in closet.
After a moment, she stepped out donning a casual wear befitting the hot weather - a simple tapered Jeans trouser and an off white soft cotton polo giving her a fresh youthful air in contrast to the elegant woman during the dinner last night.
Davis gaze rested on her for a while longer as he took in the details of her youthful appearance and the simple nature she exhibits.
"You come over here let me help you", he offered. Jessica sighed taking the hair dryer to him.
It has always been difficult for her to dry her hair that she had even considered cutting it down but Bella had discouraged her since she has several business function and dinner parties.
Davis took the dryer from her hand while she squats down to make it easier for him since he is sitting on a wheelchair. Slowly, he dried the hair in patches, its silkiness leaving a lingering feeling in his palm.
Jessica's mind raced with multiple choice questions, all circling around her relationship with Davis.
Though, they had agreed to co-exist peaceful but their mode of interactions had become so natural that she couldn't help but wonder if it is proper.
She has come to accept the situation and go with the flow but somethings she couldn't stop worrying about.
"You are good", Davis muttered as he turned off the dryer. "Breakfast is here." he said pointing at the laid out table.
Jessica stomach growled at the sight of the meal. Her cheeks reddened in embarrassment.
Davis smiled lightly, "You don't worry, you can finish the whole of the meal" he smirked. Jessica threw him a death glare making him shut up.
Quietly, their had their meal which could only pass as brunch with a tactic silence while they stole glances at each other with so much thoughts in their spinning in their mind.
Sitting on the bed after the meal, she stared at him for a while. "Can we check on the legs now?"
Davis's gaze flickered at her words, his fingers tightening slightly against the armrest of the wheelchair.
"You remember?" he asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.
Jessica arched a brow. "Of course, I do."
Davis hesitated, his jaw tightening slightly. "There's no point."
Jessica smirked. "That's for me to decide".
"I have been to so many hospitals since recent and the answer remains the same "Nothing can be done", he muttered in frustration.
"And do you think, it is better for you to let go and remain that way?" She asked her gaze on him gently.
"Not really, I just don't know what else to do", he muttered.
"I think you should not worry about that, there is always a way out when if searched further you know", She encouraged.