Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption-Chapter 148: Results 2

Elliot, seeing how quickly Davis handed the envelope to him, knew instantly that this wasn’t a simple matter. His gaze shifted to Jessica, and he raised a brow, silently asking for clarification.

Jessica didn’t speak—she was afraid her voice might tremble. Instead, she pointed at the envelope with her chin.

The logo on the envelope caught Elliot’s attention—the familiar and dominant insignia of the national testing center. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for it. His heart clawed with a mix of hope, anticipation, and fear.

He wished and hoped for everything but with the envelope in his hand, he didn’t know what he could pray or wish for. His understanding seems to be tethering to a slim line.

"A DNA test result?" he asked, voice low and trembling.

Jessica nodded in affirmation. Davis, seated beside her, clenched his hand tightly on his thigh. Elliot took in a sharp breath.

"Can we open this after dinner?" he asked, more as a plea. Perhaps time would give him strength for whatever was to come.

But Jessica shook her head. "It’s complicated. I suggest you both read it now. There’s a third puzzle involved, and only the both of you can help sort it."

Elliot frowned. "Third puzzle?"

"Yes," Jessica said softly.

Davis and Elliot exchanged a quick glance, both repeating, "Third puzzle?" in sync, startling Jessica. The way their thoughts matched already told a silent story.

She nodded, her voice faint. "Yes. So go ahead. Open it."

Elliot took a deeper breath, his hands trembling as he carefully unsealed the envelope. Davis closed his eyes for a moment, his body stiff, the tension radiating off him. When he opened his eyes again, they gleamed with determination.

Though, he didn’t know what the result inside might be but he is ready to hear it out may be, just may be this might help him get through some doubts. He thought to himself.

The paper came out slowly. Elliot took a deep breath before letting his eyes scan through the result analysis before finally resting on the bold black letters.

Grandparentage Analysis:

The genetic testing results confirm that Elliot Raven is not excluded as the biological maternal grandfather of Davis Allen.

Probability of Grandparentage: 99.9987%

Conclusion:

The DNA analysis unequivocally supports the following:

Elliot Raven is the biological maternal grandfather of Davis Allen, with a probability of 99.9987%.

Elliot’s breath caught. His chest rose and fell in short, uneven gasps. The words blurred in his vision. His heart, which had longed for closure, finally received an answer—but it hit harder than he imagined. He had dared to hope, but this? This truth pierced through years of doubt.

His trembling gaze shifted to Davis as he handed the result to him, he slowly accepted the paper. He didn’t need to read through it again because Elliott action and emotions had given him the answer.

Davis sat motionless in his wheelchair, his face calm, yet unreadable. Still, inside, a storm was raging. So many thoughts raced through his mind—how? Why? Who knew? What did it mean for his identity, his future?

His glance drifting to Jessica, a whirlpool of emotion coursing through him, their gaze locked briefly, her eyes silently encouraging him.

Before either of them could speak, Jessica’s voice sliced through the heavy silence. "There’s another result inside."

Their eyes snapped back to the envelope. Elliot, with hastened fingers, pulled out the second folded documen. He bothered not to read through the result but his gaze rested on the bold letters on the conclusion segment.

The DNA comparison between Davis Allen and Bella Raven confirms that the two are indeed full biological siblings, sharing both biological parents.

Probability of Full Sibling Relationship: 99.9921%

Conclusion:

The DNA analysis unequivocally supports the following:

Davis Allen and Bella Raven are full biological siblings, with a probability of 99.9921%.

"What?!" Elliot bellowed, his voice cracking with emotion. The paper slipped from his fingers as if it burned.

His body trembled. His chest heaved. His mind, overwhelmed by the shock, couldn’t keep up with the flood of emotions surging through him.

Jessica immediately rushed to his side, her fingers steady as she checked his pulse. "Steady... steady," she whispered, expertly working to calm his rising blood pressure. "You have to breathe."

Davis, who had watched in stunned silence, slowly wheeled forward, paying no heed to Elliot. He bent and picked up the fallen paper. His eyes scanned the line again:

Davis Allen and Bella Raven are full biological siblings, with a probability of 99.9921%.

His breath caught. The air around him grew thin. His gaze moved sharply to Jessica, disbelief and confusion etched across his face.

"Babe... what is this?"

His voice cracked—not out of anger, but from shock, from the weight of new truth crashing into his life.

Jessica knelt before him. "Davis... you and Bella share the same mother. Your birth mother. She is Elliot’s daughter. That’s why your DNA links back to him."

Davis swallowed hard, his chest rising and falling. "So... all these years... my mother... she never wanted to mention the Ravensdale, why?...What had happened in the past? What had transpired?"

"I don’t know but I know with more effort we can find out," Jessica whispered. "Can you get yourself together first?" She asked softly.

Davis gazed at her face, her encouragement unwavering, he nodded. "If she is there, I can do it." He thought to himself. "I can do it, I have you." He smirked.

Elliot, finally catching his breath, looked up. His eyes glistened with unshed tears. "My daughter... she had two children... and I never knew."

The room fell into a heavy silence. The golden sunlight outside seemed to pause, as if the world itself held its breath.

Jessica stood and turned to face both men. "I need you two to be calm. The truth doesn’t end here. There’s still more to uncover. But this—this is just the foundation."

Davis slumped back into his chair, his hands covering his face. Not out of shame or grief, but the magnitude of what had been revealed —A new identity, a lost heritage reclaimed, a family he never imagined.

Elliot stepped closer to him and placed a shaky hand on Davis’s shoulder. For a moment, grandfather and grandson said nothing.