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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deep down, that he is and will always be better than you. Even in a wheelchair, he holds more presence than

the hours and days in the clubs and restaurants with various girls and ladies and return home with several strangers smell, odours, scents

"Isn’t that absurd?"

pulsed in his temple as his fists clenched at his sides. He wanted to laugh at the absurdity of her words, but it only infuriated him further.

she stepped back his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Then tell me, Vera, if he’s

drained of color. She opened her mouth to retort but found

she said sharply, drawing everyone’s attention. She crossed her arms, her gaze locked onto Vera. "If you’re done throwing your little tantrum, I’d suggest you go freshen up. You’re making

"This is none of your business, Pamela!" Her eyes glaring at her in fury. It is quite

head. "Oh, but it is, dear sister-in-law. You see, watching you make a fool of yourself is quite entertaining. But I have better things to do today."

husband, maybe you should reflect on why your wife is so eager to

smirked, then turned on her

She turned back to Aaron, her voice icy.

"I

and stormed off, leaving the maids whispering amongst themselves. Aaron exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. The reality of his situation weighed on him heavily. Had he truly lost control of everything? Or had he never had

different atmosphere different from the fracas and chaos of Aaron and his

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

rummaged through his wardrobe. A small smile played on his lips as

you do realize my wardrobe is basically a shrine to black and

"Exactly my point! We need to break that dull pattern. You’re