Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: 6 Stubborn as always

~Hospital~

The hospital room was tense, the air thick with unspoken emotions. Elder Allen, a man who rarely showed vulnerability, stood at the foot of Davis's bed, his hands trembling slightly as he clasped them together. His voice, filled with regret, broke the silence.

"Davis, I failed to protect you," Elder Allen began, his gaze fixed on his grandson. "I should have done more ... to shield you from all of this."

Davis, propped up against the pillows, didn't spare his grandfather a glance. His jaw was clenched, his eyes cold and distant as he stared blankly at the wall. This apology is supposed to offer solace and consolation but the reality before him made him smolder with rage and irritation.

Seeing him unresponsive Elder Allen took a hesitant step closer. "You've been through so much. I—"

"That's enough," Davis cut him off sharply, his voice low as he turned his head to finally meet his grandfather's gaze, his face contorted with rage with traces of exhaustion on his brow. a mixture of anger and exhaustion. "No need crying over spilled milk so don't waste your breath,Grandfather. Words won't fix this and you know it as much as I do."

Elder Allen flinched at the bitterness in Davis's tone but said nothing. Before he could gather his thoughts, Davis's voice rang out again, louder this time.

"Get me discharged."

The command was abrupt, catching everyone off guard. Ethan, who had been standing silently in the corner, stepped forward in shock. "Sir, this isn't possible, you are still injured," he protested, his voice laced with worry. "Your legs... they're not yet in a good shape. You need time to recover—"

"Are you saying lying in this hospital bed will miraculously heal me?" Davis snapped, his tone sharp that Ethan flinched. But he continued "Tell me, Ethan. Do you think living in the hospital will heal my legs?"

Ethan hesitated, it is very clear that letting him live in the hospital wouldn't change the status quo of the moment but then he is worried about his condition, he is worried he will deteriorate further, he is worried that he might not have accepted the reality and try taking his life.

wheelchair with no use of his legs. It is devastating to say

another second rotting in this place. Either you get me out of here, or I'll do

heavily, his shoulders sagging at Davis outburst. Glancing at Ethan, he gave a small nod,

but knew it is not necessary to argue with him. "Very well, I will get it done in a few minutes," he said before turning on his heel and heading out

busied himself with gathering the few of

was depressing and silent, a silence that speaks louder than words. Elder Allen sat rigidly in the seat, occasionally stealing glances at his grandson whose expression

standing tall and lonely. The compound was quiet save for the the presence of the maids and the butler who had come out to welcome him home. Their expressions a mix of worry and compassion while the

Ethan, stepped out of the passenger seat and quickly retrieved the wheelchair from

let me—" Ethan began, his tone laced

Davis snapped,but his body responded in contrast; Ethan helped him into the

bowing slightly. "Welcome home,

he recalled memories of his life before the accident. He had left this house as a man with legs and

the house, the maids watched with guarded expressions, unsure whether to offer assistance or stay out of

Davis looked around the mansion with skepticism. He felt colder all over. His life has taken a different turn and this house is now a reminder of

hovering around me. You and the rest

Henry nodded, "Yes, Sir".

making it more easier to "Take me to the study", he clipped and Ethan promptly followed

was clear he had

study, Ethan hesitated for a moment, his hands still on the wheelchair's

Davis said curtly, his tone leaving

need anything,

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