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.

want to imagine the pain that the proud son of heaven will end up in the wheelchair with no use of his legs. It is devastating to say the least. "Sir,

Care!" Davis barked, his frustration finally boiling over. "I'm not going to waste another second rotting in this place. Either you

at Ethan, he gave a small nod, silently agreeing to

necessary to argue with him. "Very well, I will get it done in a few minutes," he said before turning on his heel

busied himself with gathering the few of Davis's

in the seat, occasionally stealing glances at his grandson whose

had come out to welcome him home. Their expressions a mix of worry and compassion while the maids are afraid of what might be

of the passenger seat and quickly retrieved the

began, his tone laced with

snapped,but his body responded in contrast; Ethan

forward, bowing slightly. "Welcome

His eyes swept over the mansion, his expression complicated as he recalled memories of his life before the accident. He had left this house

silently wheeled him into the house, the maids watched with guarded expressions, unsure whether to offer assistance or stay

all over. His life has taken a different turn and this house is now a reminder of his past self and everything he

don't want anyone hovering around me. You and the rest of the staff will

Henry nodded, "Yes, Sir".

floor was wheelchair-accessible making it more easier

to his mansion, but it was clear he had left behind the man

hands still

can manage," Davis said curtly, his tone leaving no room for

need anything, just call.

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