Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 81: Baby.. I can explain

Elder Allen, feeling the soothing effect of Jessica’s massage, let out a deep sigh. His tense muscles gradually relaxed, and his eyelids grew heavier.

"Grandpa, we might be leaving very early in the morning," Jessica said softly, her tone gentle yet firm.

Elder Allen hummed in response, his voice laced with drowsiness. "That’s fine, my child. Just be careful."

"Grand pa. I will also take the document in your hand." She smirked, a faint smile on her lips.

The Old man smiled "I have secured it for a while and I am sure it is wise for you to pay for the security services rendered." He smiled lightly.

Jessica chuckled softly, shaking her head at Elder Allen’s playful remark. "Grandpa, are you asking me to pay for keeping what is already mine?" she teased.

Elder Allen let out a low laugh. "Nothing is truly free, my dear. Even family must know the value of what they hold."

Jessica’s eyes flickered with amusement. "Fair enough. How about I settle the bill with a promise—you let me handle things my way, and I’ll make sure the Allen family doesn’t regret it?"

The old man studied her for a moment before nodding approvingly. "That sounds like a fair deal." He handed over the document.

Jessica took it carefully, her fingers tightening slightly around the folder.

They both chatted about several other situations and the possible solution.

~Sitting room~

Davis sat in silence, his fingers idly tracing the armrest of his wheelchair. It felt strangely unfamiliar—to be alone, even for a short while.

Ever since Jessica entered his life, they had gradually grown to the point of being together at all time that it felt more natural and never in any’

their visit to the Allen family had been one funny episode because they spent all their time in one closed space of his bedroom

cheek were she had kissed him lightly, the warmth and scent lingering in the air that a faint smile crept

relief, he felt a faint restlessness creeping in. He

—simple, concise, confident and with a clear objective of goal

schemes but it is ridiculous and

unfamiliar warmth whenever she was near.

had

his thought reveling the happiness and warmth, Vera slowly walked up to him, "Davis,

breathe hitched at the sound of that voice, it’s an all too familiar voice, the voice he heard in

opened it again, he had managed to suppress whatever emotion that is threatening to spill forth. "Vera", her name rolled out of his

where he wouldn’t want to call this name that

problem?" He asked with

toward him. "Davis, you don’t sound happy to see me," she said softly,

his gaze cold and unyielding. "Should I be?" His tone was sharp, carrying the

"You’ve changed," she

he countered, his grip tightening

them, thick with unspoken words

smile. "I heard about what happened at the

"I can see you are

took a deep breath, composing herself. "Davis, you have to understand... this wasn’t entirely

His fingers drummed against the wheelchair armrest. "You made your choice, Vera. You don’t get to stand here and

"I had

finality. "I understand, Vera. That’s why I chose to let you go. And I

tense silence stretched