Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 116: Let him stew...

"What’s happening outside?" Vera asked.

At her question, Trevor’s gaze darkened, his hand pausing briefly before resuming its motion.

"Why do you care about what’s happening outside?" he asked after a brief pause.

As a special agent and guard, it was second nature for him to stay informed about ongoing events within and outside his locality, he has to stay up to trend noting the why and how things are —but not when he was the one orchestrating the chaos.

He had stepped out earlier to ensure Aaron had something to keep him occupied—especially after his relentless calls to Vera.

Knowing Aaron’s temper, if he didn’t intervene, Vera might return home only to face his wrath, and within minutes, she could become a dead woman.

Trevor had no intention of letting that happen. Instead, he wanted her to return home to a desperate Aaron—one drowning in his own storm, seeking her help to pull him out.

A series of notifications dinged on their phones. Vera stretched out her hand to pick up hers, while Trevor ignored his.

As she unlocked the screen and scanned through the messages, she let out a deep sigh. Trevor’s sharp gaze caught the subtle shift in her expression. She wasn’t surprised and She wasn’t angry. This left him curious and stumped.

Trevor studied her countenance, the quiet calmness sending a ripple of tension and skepticism through him. His jaw tightened instinctively.

"Trevor," Vera called him, her voice was clam and steady, her gaze piercing. "Seeing how calm you are, I believe you have a hand in this situation?" She queried.

sighed briefly, his lips curling into a smirk. "Miss, aren’t you worried you might be accusing an innocent man?" He retorted with

of amusement in his eyes—the kind that only came when someone

unwavering. "Do you really think I would say something I’m not convinced about?" she queried, her tone

merely shrugged, his expression calm. "Well, if he didn’t have anything to keep him busy, he might make things difficult for you. So, the best option was for the known unknown

incredulously, her gaze unwavering while her breathe

lives and dies with anything in skirt but in the other hand it

Aaron’s crumbling good image there is a high chance he will not

he’s left waiting for your return—since

repeatedly as she processed

the table before stepping back a few

are you leaving now or later?" he asked, his tone neutral. There was more he wanted to say—things he wished he could express about the situation, about them but he knew better than to rush. He had to be cautious and also take

Vera smirked, raising a brow as she

gaze followed hers as she glanced down

were about Aaron—his unfaithfulness, the

a small scoff, shaking her head. What a mess! She

the world might be crumbling for someone," she mused, her voice laced with amusement. She had expected this to happen one day,

wall, arms crossed. "You don’t seem affected,"

met his gaze, a knowing glint in her eyes.

shrugged his shoulders lifted himself from

the table, stretching her limbs lazily before turning to him. "Since you already made things easier for me, I might as well take my time

slightly. "Okay," he agreed readily