Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 7

Chapter 7: 7 The world won't wait for you

~Davis Mansion~

It's been a few weeks since Davis return to the mansion but the ones peaceful and happy home had transformed into a home of fear where everyone had to thread cautiously. In the kitchen, a group of maids huddled together, their whispers filled with unease. Their faces apprehensive with anxiety etched into their expressions, as they spoke in hushed tones about the unpredictable temper of their boss that could flare into violence in an instant.

"Did you see him today? He threw a glass at the wall when the gardener asked about the new flowers," one said, her voice trembling.

"He's terrifying," another whispered. "I heard he shouted at Henry again this morning."

"He wasn't like this before the accident," the cook said softly, glancing toward the study. "He's hurting."

"That doesn't mean we're not," the first maid muttered.

"He should at least consider that his situation isn't our making", another chimed.

Ethan standing at the door was furious "Are you ready to leave?", he asked with his tone icy. The maids were startled and quietly bowed their heads in submission. "We are sorry sir", they echoed.

Ethan issued a stern before he turned on his heel towards the study —Davis sanctuary since his return.

It's been weeks since Davis returned to this home but he has become an unrecognizable man from who he had once been. He had transformed into someone irritable and bitter. His frustrations boiled all over erupting unpredictably as it creates a tense atmosphere that seeped into every corner of the house.

Despite the exquisite furnishings and serene environment, the house now feels more depressing than ever. Every member of the house avoids Davis as plague while they ensure to work with little or no noise to attract his attention and avoid his fury and will occasionally gather in the kitchen to talk about the day.

Even Henry, his butler had learnt to avoid situations that will implicate him further and will always go through Ethan who is more of their saviour to pass across information or request for instructions.

Davis sat in his study, an empty glass on the desk in front of him as he gaze into the blank void oblivious of his surroundings.

folder in hand. "You missed a call

care what he wants!" Davis snapped, his voice sharp enough that Henry, who stood

the folder on the desk. "You can't keep ignoring him, Davis. You still have to acknowledge him and

Look around, Ethan. I'm a cripple sitting in a house that feels

come to serve his meal cleared his throat from the doorway. "Sir, would you like me

desk. "All of you, just

for a moment, glancing at Ethan, who nodded subtly. The butler stepped back and disappeared down the hall, his

arms across his chest as , leaned against the wall. "You don't scare me, you

voice almost a whisper. His expression softened briefly, revealing the exhaustion behind his anger. "Why are

unlike the others, I don't turn my back on people when they're

laugh, shaking his head. "Friend? That's generous. I'm a broken

shoulders nonchalantly. "Then maybe

eyes darkened "Fight for what? When there's nothing left

something. Because this," he gestured around the room, "this isn't living, Davis and

other for a long moment, the tension

fall back on. The only thing which might have given him a choice to fight back was his

win, then?" Ethan broke the silence, his voice sharp with frustration. Desmond, Aaron... all of them. You're handing everything over without even putting up

not handing over when everything is already gone," he muttered, his tone devoid

He had tried talking to Davis severally but at the end of the day, he will ignore it. Severally he had tried to make him see reasons but he is stuck in the past. "You were Davis Allen, the man people feared and

Say it. I'm nothing. A cripple.

lost. But you haven't. Desmond may think he's won, but he hasn't buried you yet

and lifeless. "You don't get it, Ethan. Do you know how humiliating it

his jaw tightening. "No, I don't. But I know that sitting here wallowing

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