Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 181: Break the promise for the better

With confidence and contentment in her stride, Jessica made her way toward the car waiting at the doorstep.

A subordinate hurried out of the mansion after her. "You have a report to check on," he said, handing over a thick brown envelope.

Jessica accepted it calmly, though her heart gave a sudden thump against her chest because this was the subordinate in charge of her mother’s investigation.

She dreads what the report might be but then with a gentle firmness, her expression composed she accepted the file though her heart raced with trepidation.

"Thank you," she murmured as the subordinate bowed slightly in acknowledgment.

A flicker of pity passed through her eyes—she had seen Jessica’s quiet endurance, her strength hidden beneath grace. She had seen the cruelty Jessica endured from the very people who were supposed to be her family. so heartless.

Unaware of the subordinate’s silent thoughts, Jessica cast one last glance behind her before sliding into the car.

She settled quietly into the back seat and placed her bag beside her. Her gaze fell on the empty seat next to her, and for a brief moment a warm tender smile crept onto her lips. She then looked at the ring on her finger.

Carefully, she studied its intricacies—the design, the simplicity, and above all, its elegance. She tapped her cheek thoughtfully and murmured, "A carefully crafted thin band of platinum with a radiant single diamond seated on it—quite elegant and delicate at a glance." She sighed.

Her heart softened.

"It must have cost him a lot," she whispered, almost to herself. A rare smile played on her lips. She felt warm and happy.

this bold step yet she is still tethering on the edge, she felt content in the moment.

handed her earlier. Taking a deep breath,

brow furrowing as she read on, her hand

she murmured. She turned the page with deliberate care, each word etching

consistent. No prescription issued." Jessica’s eyes widened. Her jaw

waiver. Her father’s signature was

breathing heavy, eyes sharp and cold. She picked up her phone and dialed the number of the subordinate who gave

still digging deeper. There seem to be other factors, and the signature on the

to know her connections to my mother—both in the past and during her marriage. It

the call as swiftly

pages, then shook her head and shut the file. Her hand traced the edge of the brown envelope

you—just a little more time," she whispered. She leaned

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~Back at the mansion~

the house, Davis retrieved a second ring from the small casing, he had taken Jessica’s ring from and slid it onto his finger.

my finger until the wedding day—until I can exchange this vow with

closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to steady his fraying nerves. He wheeled himself toward the window to watch Jessica’s car pull

over to the bed and began

to the bed. He sat at the edge, staring at the floor, deep in

a storm was raging. He looked down at his legs—still weak, still

back to the ring on his finger. "You were angry that I over-stressed my leg, but without the stress, I can’t fast-track the process. I better break the promise of not lying to you I made—for the better," he whispered