Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 73: Shopping Mall 1

Did I hurt you?" He quickly grabbed her hand to look over it. His eyes brimming with pain. "Why didn’t you talk?"

Jessica smiled, why will she talk when he wouldn’t hear it at that time. Besides, his episode is one of his psychological weakness outsiders shouldn’t know about so as not to exploit him.

With no option, she had to bear the pain but it is okay. As long as he is back to himself. She had always expected his episode to set in at any time depending on the situation and the visit to the mall he usually frequents should cause him an episode.

"Stop the car, Ethan" he growled bitterly. He didn’t expect that despite trying his best not to hurt her, he still did. He felt pain and regret wash over him.

"Why stopping the car?" Jessica stared at him on surprise.

"Let’s get an ice pack for your hand." He muttered angrily.

"Ethan, you drive. We don’t have the whole day to spend over nothing." Jessica instructed. Davis opened his mouth to object but Jessica glare made him shut up.

"Am sorry about that." He murmured in a voice so low that if not for Jessica keen ear, it might have been lost on her.

"That’s okay. I am not that weak". She muttered.

Davis couldn’t really describe how he felt within himself. His emotion at the moment is complicated. Jessica glanced at him lightly, she didn’t need a soothsayer to tell her what is going in his brain at the moment since it is clearly written all over his face.

"You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready," she murmured, her voice so soft it was meant for him alone.

Davis exhaled slowly. Was he ready? No. But would he let that stop him?

His thumb moved over hers in return, a silent response. "If I back out now, you’ll never let me hear the end of it," he muttered, attempting a wry smile.

was

said playfully. "But more than that, I just want

a

changed. But not the things that matter and it may not even be the thing you

"You know, Davis,

head. "I

prepared to met your fans after disappearing for almost a year." She winked at him. "They’ll probably be so

found himself relaxing, even

area of the

a deep breath. His grip on

hear. "You’ve faced worse things than this, Davis. And besides,

glanced at her, his heart settling

and they both took time surveying the environment. Pamela latched on her face masks, she wouldn’t want her fans popping out of nowhere to

wildly for his boss. He can still remember vividly the last tour they came was the day

at this time but looking at the lady beside

to alight but Davis held her back. In his eyes were so many emotions fear, reluctance, shame and despair. Jessica gazed at him taking notice of his complicated

She asked tentatively. Davis remained silent but his hand tightened over

stood quietly without interference, since Jessica’s arrival he has subtly withdrawn himself from Davis life and reverted to his duty as the special assistant. Jessica shut the car door with

to understand what she is trying to do, he felt her soft lips on his. His breathe hitched and

of Jessica’s lips against his stole the air from Davis’s lungs. His mind, clouded with anxiety and reluctance, suddenly went blank. The lingering tension in his body melted as her soft scent enveloped him, the sweetness of

him captive. "You’re overthinking it," she whispered. "You’re Davis Allen. No one

reality pressed against him. He had built an empire, had walked through these very halls like a king. Now, he would be seen as a shadow of who he once was. Would they respect him? Would they pity him? Or worse—would they dismiss him