Chapter 74: Shopping Mall 2

"Yeah. I will do it." Davis took a deep breathe then slowly the wheelchair made its entrance into the mall.

Jessica holding Davis hand noticed his grip tightening on her fingers as the go further and further into the mall.

Pamela look at the duo, one on the wheelchair, the other standing by shielding the seated from the wind and rain. Her lips curled upward.

"What section do we go to first?" Let’s start with the female section. They nodded in unison.

Whispers rippled through the mall like a quiet storm. Several heads turned, eyes widening in recognition, curiosity, and, in some cases, thinly veiled shock.

Davis felt the weight of their stares pressing down on him, heavy and suffocating. It was the moment he had dreaded—the scrutiny, the murmurs, the silent judgments.

"Is that Davis Allen?"

"Wow... the heir of the Allen family? In a wheelchair?"

"He hasn’t been seen in public for so long... I thought—"

"No need to think, from a reliable source I heard he has removed from the Allen family register....

"It seems that lady beside him is the wife his family married for him....

"That’s unfortunate, from grace to grass...

He even became a psychopath abusing his staff...

Jessica felt the tremor in his fingers, the way his body stiffened under their watchful eyes. Without hesitation, she squeezed his hand, grounding him. Her expression remained calm, unaffected, as if their stares meant nothing.

a vibrant fan, you have" she chimed, her voice just

maneuvered the wheelchair with practiced ease. His protective

swallowed hard, forcing himself to look ahead, not at the sea of judgmental eyes but at the woman beside

voice

turned to him, her smile soft yet firm. "You are still you, Davis. Let them look. Don’t you think they are marveling at how handsome you have become after staying out the public eyes for a

believed her just yet, but seeing her believing in

he murmured.

the mall, Jessica directed Ethan to move to a more comfortable position. She opened her bag and picked her ear

prepared." He chimed with a

on his earbuds. "Of course. I knew you’d need a little distraction but with

chuckle, his earlier tension easing slightly. The melody filled his ears,

was Jessica’s thoughtfulness and preparedness, the way she anticipated his emotions and acted without making a big deal out of it. It never occurred to him

a rack of dresses, glanced at them and shook her head with amusement. "Jessica, are you

and crossed her arms. "Why not both?" She turned to Davis, tilting her head. "I

nodded, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of his wheelchair. "I suppose I can be your personal judge today or what

with a wink

through the store, effortlessly picking out dresses, Davis found himself watching her, not just with admiration but with a strange sense of peace. For the first time in

today wouldn’t be so bad after

laughter and

the shopping was cut short with the arrival

she walked in to the lounge. She glanced at Davis sitting on the wheelchair, then at Pamela the unrecognized daughter of the Allen... she clapped

seems the rejected household of the Allen came for

shop but I think you only came to check

do I have to

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