Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 71: The world is really unfair...

"What?" Vera’s voice shrieked staring at him incredulously.

Vera staggered slightly, her cheek stinging from the unexpected slap. Her eyes burned with fury and humiliation as she glared at Aaron, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. "Where and when has it ever been done? That Vera Louis was slapped.

"You... you dare hit me?" Her voice trembled with rage, yet her pride forced her to maintain a composed front in the presence of the onlookers.

The maids, who had initially covered their lips to suppress their laughter, now exchanged shocked glances, their eyes darting between Aaron and Vera ad though searching for answers to the situation yet not concealing the excitement brewing in their eyes at the unfolding drama.

Aaron’s gaze remained cold and unyielding. His hand still tingled from the impact, but he felt no regret. "I should have done this a long time ago, Vera." His voice was eerily calm, laced with deep-seated disappointment. "Maybe then, you would have realized that actions have consequences."

Vera’s fingers curled into tight fists. "You think you’re so righteous, don’t you?" She sneered, stepping closer to him, her voice low but venomous.

"You act like a man of dignity, yet you’re nothing but a coward— unredeemable coward you are Aaron. Can you do anything by yourself without aid?"

"Vera, stop testing my patience. I might as well send you to meet your ancestors this minute." He thundered.

"I? Meet my ancestors? Aaron, in your dreams" She smirked. What audacity? Talking really big. Vera didn’t believe she had entangled herself into a mess.

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he is and will always be better than you. Even in a wheelchair, he holds more presence than you ever will!"

Aaron’s nonsensical attitude. He will spend the hours and days in the clubs and restaurants with various girls and ladies and return home with several strangers smell, odours, scents and perfumes. Yet,

"Isn’t that absurd?"

at his sides. He wanted to laugh at the absurdity of her words, but

step toward her while she stepped back his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Then tell me, Vera, if he’s so much better than me, why

She opened her mouth to retort but

attention. She crossed her arms, her gaze locked onto Vera. "If you’re

your business, Pamela!" Her eyes glaring at her in fury. It is quite clear she is enjoying the show but

chuckled, tilting her head. "Oh, but it is, dear sister-in-law. You see, watching you make a fool of yourself is quite entertaining. But

done playing the scorned husband, maybe you should reflect

jaw tightened, but he said nothing. Pamela smirked, then turned on her heel

to Aaron, her voice icy. "You

scoffed. "I

temples. The reality of his situation weighed on him heavily. Had he truly lost control of everything? Or

bedroom, it was a different atmosphere different from the fracas and chaos

usual black and white you normally wear, let’s choose a cool colour. The weather might be slightly hot

wheelchair, watching Jessica as she rummaged through his wardrobe. A small smile played on his lips as she tossed aside one black suit after

do realize my wardrobe is basically a shrine to black and white, right?" he teased, amusement dancing in his

him, hands on her hips. "Exactly my point! We need to break that dull pattern. You’re