Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 62: Am I too harsh?

"Do you need a reason, Richard?" Her voice was smooth, but there’s a dangerous edge to it.

Richard gulped. He didn’t want to be caught in the crossfire of whatever storm was brewing, but he needed to know what he is to work on. "Not at all, Your Majesty. I just need to know how deep to dig... and how hard to strike.

Jessica’s finger traced the sink slowly as though in contemplation of the possible best answer while smiling at his careful phrasing.

"Make it loud, make it messy, but most of all—make sure they will have a good time and feel what it means to be at one’s low moments." She instructed.

"Also, I will send you an evidence of Clara’s scandal, it should be aired too, find out out the current project Risa is working on though it was paused but it is time to disengage her."

Richard felt another shiver down his spine. "Understood," he murmured.

"Am I too harsh?" She smirked. Richard gulped he can’t possibly give an answer to this question of her.

"It depends on their offence." He said slowly. Jessica nodded "Okay". And ended the call.

Jessica smirked coldly, her fingers tapping lightly against the sink as she whispered to herself, "George, George, George... I was thinking of giving you some time to enjoy yourself for the sake of my mother. But unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it and decided to provoke me. Well, good luck."

George had forced her hand. She had ignored them. But he has chosen to provoke her. A slow smirk played on her lips as she imagined the event of the next day.

Slowly, Jessica slipped out of her dress and stepped into the bathtub, the warm water enveloping her, she leaned back, her head resting lightly against the edge of the tub as she submerged her body into the tub.

The quietness, the stillness easing her tensed body, her eyes felt heavy that it became difficult to keep them open.

She decided to rest for awhile keeping her heavy eyes closed hoping to open them when the water is getting cold but—the warm water felt like a lullaby and she forgot the passage of time or when the water is getting cold.

continuously tapped on the armrest of his wheelchair waiting for her. "She is taking longer than

as he wheeled himself toward the bathroom door. Raising a hand, he knocked lightly. "Jessica? Jessica, are you okay?" His

Silence.

wheelchair. He knocked again,

Still no response.

"Jessica, answer me!"

walk. So many thoughts began building in his mind should something go wrong how will he be able to

he knocked on the door with panic surging through him, summoning all his

as she heared the noise on the door. Slowly she opened her eyes looking around the bathroom wondering where she is but then it clicked—the bathroom, she

who had just opened the door, felt his heart lurch out of his chest at the scenario of her slipping his breath caught

without hesitation, he stood up from the wheelchair instinctively in an attempt to catch her

Then—

his wheelchair. He moved! But instead

in the tub she has fallen back to. Her hands shot out just in time to catch his head mere inches from the sharp edge

hissed as pain shot through her arm as it trembled slightly from the sudden impact with the bathtub as her arms caught him while some part of her body was submerged in

floor, her breathing was ragged, her pulse pounding. Davis hissed lightly as the cold tiles

by her hand. Davis froze and stared at her in shock. His chest heaved as realization dawned on him—he had actually left the

managed to help himself sit up, worry on his face as he grabbed Jessica’s hand to check her arms which had bruised

forming bruises with a mix of guilt and

should be asking you that," she muttered, still catching her breath. "Why did you leave

sighed, shaking his head. "I didn’t think much. I did it instinctively when I saw you slipping." His voice was laced with

finally said, her tone softer now. Despite the situation, a small

face burned brightly red as she finally glanced down at herself—she was without clothes. Her breath hitched, and she