His accidental wife

Chapter five—The investigation.

Jayden sat in his office, and his mind wandered. The city’s light sparkled below his office, but it was a blur to Jayden because his mind kept wandering back to the hospital lobby. The tired girl with a pleading voice, clutching onto a bag of medicine like her life depended on it.

A knock on the door broke his train of thought. Ethan, his assistant stepped inside his office with a tablet and a file in his hands.”Sir, I have gotten the information you asked for.”

Jayden nodded his head,” Tell me.” He said.

“Her name is Isabelle Bennett. She’s twenty-two years old. She lives alone with her mother, Elena Bennett. Her mother has been hospitalized for the past four months. Kidney failure.”Ethan explained, flipping through the file.”Richard Bennett, her father left them years ago when she was still little. She works part-time at a cafe, but the pay is poor, barely enough to sustain her and her mother. Most of her salary goes to hospital bills and rent. Their rent is due and she is yet to pay her school fees.”

Jayden’s eyes narrowed in response to the information he just heard, though his face showed no emotion.

“She has no criminal records,” Ethan continued. She has no connections with the high society, no hidden ties to any family your father would use against you. She’s…ordinary, just a girl trying to survive.”

“Ordinary “.Jayden murmured, his thoughts moving faster than he let on.

“Anything else I should know?” he asked Ethan.

“No sir. That’s all.”Ethan said.

His father’s voice suddenly echoed in his head: If you don’t get a wife soon, I’ll make sure you lose everything. The company and your inheritance.

Jayden gnashed his teeth. He hated his father, he hated how he wanted everything to go his way, he hated how he wanted to control his life. But he knew his father meant everything he said, the threat was real. If he doesn’t act fast, that old man is going to take everything he has ever worked for.

His thoughts went to Isabelle again, her tired look, her pleading voice, and her desperate eyes. She didn’t look like any of those fancy ladies his father had paraded to him. She wasn’t fake. She had no reason to want his money or his status. And most important of all, she needed saving, urgently.

“Keep watching her,” Jayden said.”Quietly. I want to know every tiny detail.”

“Yes sir,” Ethan said. He excused himself and left the office.

Meanwhile, across the city, sweat beaded on Isabelle’s brow as she carefully balanced a tray of drinks in the café. Meanwhile, her manager‘s voice rose above the cafe’s background noise, barking orders from the counter, while a group of students chatted loudly at a corner table. A polite smile masked her exhaustion as she stumbled through her shift.

“Miss, this is cold,” a customer snapped, roughly shoving a cup back to her.

“I'm sorry, I’ll replace it right away,” she mumbled, her hands shaking as she collected the cup.

The man rolled his eyes. “Honestly, why do they even still let you work here? You’re so incompetent.”

She bit her cheeks, shame flushing her cheeks, and hurried back to the counter. One more shift. One more long day. One more mountain she couldn’t climb.

When the café finally closed, Isabelle started her journey home, walking through the dark streets, holding her bag tightly to her chest. Rent, hospital bills, food—every thought screamed louder than her footsteps. She wanted to cry so bad, but even tears wouldn’t make anything change.

From afar, a flashy black car parked discreetly across the street, Jayden watched Isabelle quietly as she stepped into her small apartment building. His face was calm, but his thoughts were restless.

She had no idea he was there. No idea her life was already on a path she couldn’t escape.

“She’ll do,” he murmured to himself.

For once, the decision wasn’t just about rebellion against his father. It was about strategy. About control. About survival.

And for Isabelle, it was about to become the deal that would change everything.