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.

furious internally but couldn’t let it show "I think it is

mused, her heart burning with rage on behalf of Aaron. He has promised to marry her when everything settles down but then

gaze catching the flicker of emotions that flashed across the

hummed softly. "You

a polite

a rack of suits while waiting for Jessica, smirked as she

smirk. The woman stiffened but quickly masked her emotions. "I don’t know what you mean,

fine. Everyone has preferences." She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "But next time, try not to glare

assistant’s hands clenched at her sides,

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

to Davis and adjusting his collar. Davis, who had been silent through the exchange, finally spoke.

fists even tighter, her mind racing with thoughts of the promise she received "Just

for long", she murmured as Jessica turned around. But

"Bianca Jones, I think your services are no longer needed, you can pack your things and leave."

asking her about tie and the next she is firing her. "Are they missing something?" They glanced at each other searching for answers but

but her eyes turned icy. "Oh?" she mused,

her mistake, but it was

low whistle. "Wow... she just admitted

darkened. He stepped forward, his towering frame looming

menace. He had always hated the name Aaron. It was clear she might be one his many girlfriends or someone

gaze from them. She was angry fuming with rage but reality slapped her in the face as she couldn’t do anything

lightly, cutting her off. "Bianca, I don’t remember having any problem with you but why are you so keen on helping such a villain? " She