Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 91: Proof of importance

As they stepped out of the mansion, a wave of fresh air hit them as if washing away their fatigue.

Jessica continuously glanced back to the direction of the Old man’s window in hope of she will get to see him for the last time.

It had been quite challenging treating him as well as shielding him from the dangers of exposure to the enemy. She would have preferred having him at a close proximity where she can quickly attend to him

"Like I said you don’t have to worry about him, he will be fine. He has been all these years and will still be", Davis said.

These few days of staying at home had given him time to clear some grudge and doubt.

With his current decision he knew he must be more forgiving and magnanimous —more like a fool to unravel the mysteries surrounding the activities in the Allen family.

Jessica nodded lightly at Davis’s words but didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she cast one last look in the direction of Elder Allen’s room, her expression calm and composed.

She had expected the Old man to at least see them off, but maybe his silence was his way of protecting them—keeping his distance so no one would suspect where his loyalties truly lay.

With a faint sigh, she turned back to Davis, her hands tightened slightly on the handles of his wheelchair. "I know he’ll be fine, but I can’t shake the feeling that things will only get more complicated from here," she murmured.

Davis tilted his head slightly, gazing up at her with a knowing look. "Why do you think so? Do you think something will go wrong?" He asked.

After witnessing the incident last night, Davis made a decision to trust her instincts.

hesitated before nodding. "It’s just a gut feeling. But every step we make, I

considered yet. This is might just

"Isn’t it better they watch? It proves you

our importance." She smirked with

isn’t alone on the journey. A proof he is willing to take to the bright side of

his fingers. This time, I’ll take control—of

taking note of his seriousness and the fire burning in his eyes

Davis Allen the world once feared, revered, respected and worshipped. And though he was still bound to a wheelchair, his determination alone was enough to make him a force to

cleared his throat lightly from the front. "If we don’t leave now, you might actually be late for your

tone in his

gave a small nod. "No,

car. Slowly they boarded the car one after

her room immediately they left the sitting room. She stood at the window watching as Jessica helped Davis into the car then the wheelchair. Her gaze on her cold and

throwing a glance at the window where a

car from the other side and the door with a slow automatic

as she watched the car pull away from

Vera muttered under her breath, her nails digging into her palm. "Did she think she can just waltz into the Allen Group and take everything that should

thoughts spiraling into chaos. For years, she had been compelled by her family to worked