Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 5: 5 If this is about tradition

~The Brown Family~

George's deep voice broke the silence of the lavish living room. "Risa, as the eldest daughter of the Brown family, you will marry Davis Allen of the Allen family."

Risa froze mid-step, her breath hitched and her hands clenched as she slowly turned to face her father with her eyes wide with disbelief. "Dad, is this a joke", she asked tentatively.

George's expression remained firm, his tone unrelenting "I signed a business deal with them and that is one of the requirements needed to facilitate it."

"An alliance?" Risa's voice rose sharply. "With a cripple? Davis Allen is finished, Dad. His family doesn't even want him anymore. How does this benefit us?"

George sighed, " They may not want him but then he is still an Allen and The Allens are still powerful, Risa. Their name alone carries weight, even if Davis is no longer at his peak. This marriage—"

"This marriage will be my destruction, dad!" Risa cut him off, her heels clicking furiously as she paced. "Have ever paused to think of what people will tell me and what they will think of me?"

"You'll learn to adapt," George interrupted, his voice firm. "The marriage isn't about personal feelings. It's about the bigger picture."

"The bigger picture indeed?" Risa scoffed, turning to face him. Her eyes blazed with anger. "When you're asking me to throw my future away for someone who can't even stand on his own two feet. What about my dreams, Dad? My ambitions? My goals dad?"

Clara, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, finally spoke, her tone calm. "Risa, sacrifices are necessary for the greater good. You're part of this family, and your role is to ensure its success."

Risa whirled toward her mother, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, of course, but family success shouldn't be achieved by shackling your daughter to a ruined man."

Clara's eyes narrowed slightly. "Watch your tone, Risa. You're not a child. You understand how these things work. Besides, Davis might be crippled but he is still an Allen"

Risa let out a bitter laugh. "No, Mom, I don't think I do. What I understand is that I'm being used as a bargaining chip. And I won't stand for it. Besides he is a worthless and useless Allen"

The phone on George's desk rang, cutting through the tension in the room. He hesitated for only a moment before reaching for it, his brows furrowing as he glanced at the caller ID.

"I'll be right back," George muttered curtly, his voice stiff as he turned toward the hallway. His footsteps faded as he answered the phone, leaving Risa and Clara alone in the room.

Risa shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her fingers tapping restlessly on the armrest. The silence in the living room apparent between her and her mother Clara.

"So, how do you feel about what your father just

"I feel nothing." Her voice indifferent but her eyes betrayed her frustration. "It's all a game, isn't it, Mom? A strategy to

her fingers gently tracing the rim of her glass. "It's not just a game, darling. It's an opportunity. One

irritation as she shot her mother a sharp look. "Opportunities? You mean to manipulate me into marrying someone I have no interest in?" She clenched her fists, her voice rising with frustration. "A crippled man, who's lost

eyebrow, unfazed by her daughter's outburst. "You don't seem to understand the bigger picture. It's not about Davis Allen. It's

agitation. " I'm supposed to marry Davis Allen and throw away everything I've worked for

narrowing as she studied her daughter. "That's one way to look at

at her mother, her curiosity piqued. "What do

She spoke slowly, her

heart skipped a beat and she ran over to her mom, holding her

face, she caressed her face as her lips curled into a sly smile. "What if we let Jessica take your

want Jessica to marry him? Are you serious?" Her laughter grew louder,

do whatever we say, without

when she finds out she's been traded in place of me. The look of horror when she has to face the reality of being bound to Davis Allen. She's

you have to do." Clara said with a glint in her

She

suggest that to your father when he returns now

she

as the

her satisfaction palpable. "She won't have a choice. Once she's back, she'll

softened, a knowing gleam in them. "No, they won't. And when it's all said and done, you'll be

hands now trembling with anticipation. "This is

arouse her father's suspicion while their silent agreement hung in

to the living room taking his seat again, glanced at Risa briefly "I believe I have

and suffocating. Then Risa's lips curled into a cold smile, a glint

"What are

real eldest daughter of this family, isn't she? The rightful one, why

George never corrected her,