Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 77: He is not a villain

"Well, whether it was one person or a hundred, it doesn’t matter anymore."

She straightened and waved a hand dismissively. "You’re done here." Her voice cold leaving no room for maneuvering.

She turned her gaze to a nearby assistant who had been watching the scene unfold in shock.

"Call the security. Have him escorted out of this mall immediately."she instructed.

"No! Please!" The manager’s voice cracked as he clutched at Jessica’s feet, but she simply stepped back with a look of disgust.

"Do you really understand the gravity of who you stopped entering the mall? She asked. She has always believed in telling one why they are suffering.

The manager shook his head, he didn’t know. The one thing he is certain is Desmond didn’t want him allowing anyone crippled into the mall. The reason he didn’t know or may be he has a secret plot.

"Well, ex-manager the man on the wheelchair is Davis Allen., your Boss before his accident.

The man’s eyes widened in shock but the next minute he was forcefully escorted out the building by the security men.

The manager let out a choked sob as the security arrived to drag him away. Davis watched the scene unfold, his hand tightening slightly around . She had stepped in when he had felt his lowest, turning the entire situation around in seconds.

After a few minutes,so many assistants scrambled to attend to their needs but a certain assistant was not happy about the incident.

Jessica while trying out a tie on Davis felt an unfriendly lingering gaze on her, she smiled lightly and glanced back in time to see the lady before she averted her gaze.

Slowly, she approached her and presented the tie to her "Do you think this tie will be good for him", Jessica asked slowly while caressing the tie.

show "I think it is okay," she answered

weight around." She mused, her heart burning with rage on behalf of Aaron. He has promised to marry her when everything

observed the assistant carefully, her sharp gaze catching the flicker of emotions that

hummed softly. "You think it’s okay?" she repeated,

a polite nod. "Yes,

flipping through a rack of suits while waiting for

The woman stiffened but quickly masked her emotions. "I don’t

stepped closer, lowering her voice. "But next time, try not to glare so openly. It makes your intentions too

assistant’s hands clenched at her sides, but she kept her

think she is?" she seethed internally. She’s just an outsider! She

and adjusting his collar. Davis, who had been silent through the exchange, finally spoke. "Jessica." But she shook her

with thoughts of the promise she received "Just wait. she thought venomously. Soon,

murmured as Jessica turned around. But then Jessica’s keen ears heard the statement and she

looked at her name tag "Bianca Jones". "Bianca Jones, I think your services are no longer needed, you can pack your things and leave." She said

her. "Are they missing something?" They glanced at each other searching for answers but the voice

"Oh?" she mused, crossing her

immediately realized her mistake,

out a low whistle. "Wow...

forward,

did Aaron promise you?" His voice was calm but laced with menace. He had always hated the name Aaron. It was clear she might be one his many girlfriends or someone

but reality slapped her in the face as she couldn’t

don’t remember having any problem with you but why are you so keen on helping such a