Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 284: He was wronged...

Lady Matilda felt a sudden throb in her temple. The headache wasn’t just from fatigue, it was from sheer disbelief.

She hadn’t known her son-in-law had been waiting outside her home all this while.

Her sharp gaze landed squarely on Jessica. "Are you truly human?" she hissed. "How could you leave your husband out there in the cold, in the dead of night, just waiting for you?"

Jessica blinked, stunned.

"Why didn’t you bring him in?" Lady Matilda’s voice cracked like a whip.

Jessica’s lips parted, desperate to explain herself, but no words came. What excuse could she possibly give? Everything she could think of sounded either pathetic or disrespectful.

With this grandmother, Jessica always seemed to be on the losing end of the battle. Every. Single. Time.

As she scrambled for the right words, Lady Matilda’s voice exploded again—louder, fiercer.

"Are you less than any of the Santiagos that you would leave your husband out like a beggar? For no reason at all?"

Jessica flinched. The question stabbed deeper than she expected.

"When did he arrive?" Lady Matilda snapped, her voice rising with every syllable, each one striking like a match.

At that moment, Jessica began to doubt her grandmother’s sincerity. Was she truly her own grandmother or Davis grandmother? Looking at how quickly she switches sides.

But then... guilt washed over her. She had asked Davis to wait. And yes, she had stayed longer than planned. She hadn’t even stepped outside to check on him.

Taking a long breath, she looked her grandmother square in the eye. "Grandma, can you let me go now?" Her voice was measured but taut with strain. "The more time you spend complaining about how long he’s been waiting, the longer he’s still going to be out there."

Matilda drew in a slow breath, the wrinkles around her eyes tightening. "He was wronged," she murmured after a pause. "Bring him in for dinner. Though I doubt he’ll eat—it’s far too

plan. She had only come to visit... When did it evolve into introducing Davis as

the situation." Jessica tried to sound firm, but a smirk tugged at her lips. "We should be the ones visiting you officially next time, remember? That’s

thought. After a

the butler. "Prepare a gift for my son-in-law. Deliver it to the car. Apologize for

it was close to midnight. The butler trailed behind her, a wrapped box

the house dimmed behind her, she could finally breathe. The weight in her chest began to

black car,

but before she could,

"Good evening, Mr. Allen. Our matriarch sends her sincerest apologies for not realizing you were here, resulting in your long

Jessica, who offered a weak shrug as if

stood still like a child awaiting rebuke. Davis didn’t know whether to laugh or

picked up a small box from beside him in the car and handed it to the butler. "Please

the gift. "Very well, sir. I’ll

she received in the car’s trunk. "Thank you," she said softly to the butler before

from the Santiago residence. Jessica glanced out the window, watching the lights grow fainter, swallowed by the

slow, long sigh

his arms. "So, what’s up?" he murmured, comforted

made peace with the idea of sleeping in his car. Yet her single message earlier—asking him to wait—had kept him hopeful.

"It went fine... but I made a fresh set of enemies,"

– Country

787 airplane landed smoothly on the runway at Country ’s International Airport. The airport was quiet and calm, with only

a young handsome man stepped down—elegant, calm, and cold

assistant

security quickly. Their papers were stamped and

their arrival with an assistant