Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 310: Let’s begin

Hearing the comments—pretended to be murmurings yet loud enough to be heard by everyone—Vera’s face twisted with bitterness. Her fists clenched, and her eyes blazed as she took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

For some time now, she thought she had overcome the pain from every jab concerning this incident. But in this moment, she had to admit: she never healed. And she never stopped regretting. Indeed, it’s quite pathetic.

Even Trevor, with all his patience, affection, and loyalty, had failed to break down the walls she’d built.

Aaron, her husband on paper but a stranger at heart, had tried to provide her a semblance of stability.

Still, none of it mattered. Because that one goodbye—that final, quiet departure from Davis—had undone everything destiny might have prepared for her. That single step had upended her life.

And now, watching Jessica—a girl she once dismissed as a naive outsider—stand gracefully, confidently, beside Davis, Vera couldn’t deny the bitterness coiling in her chest.

She had to admit she was completely envious of Jessica. A country bumpkin. A rejected daughter. A girl without worldliness or sophistication. Yet with Davis, she held the entire Allen empire in her hand. She had Davis’s loyalty. His admiration. Perhaps, even his love.

With her smile, she had succeeded in stealing the one man truly worth loving.

"But then, do I get to blame her? She was never in the picture when I left... but I can’t help being bitter," she mused to herself.

Noticing a cold, piercing gaze trained on her for a while, Jessica turned her attention away from Davis. Her eyes locked onto Vera’s. A brief silence lingered between them. Then, with a soft sigh, Jessica stepped forward.

"Sis-in-law, are you okay? Why are your eyes red?" she asked gently.

Vera hadn’t realized her emotions had spilled so freely onto her face. She blinked rapidly, trying to clear the tears forming in her eyes. With a single thought "I can’t let them see how much I hurt due to my foolishness.

Taking a deep breath "Nothing much. You don’t have to worry," she said, her voice composed but barely hiding the storm underneath.

Jessica tilted her head and sighed dramatically. "I thought something might be wrong. Maybe my husband could help you fix it."

"You don’t have to bother, thank you," Vera replied, meeting her gaze head-on. Jessica nodded at her challenge.

"Jessica nodded at the challenge in her voice. "Mr. Aaron, maybe you should step out and get treated. Otherwise..."

Without finishing her sentence, she pulled away from Davis and walked confidently, her head held high toward the head of the table.

Her posture changed completely; serious and commanding, as though all the drama that had just unfolded was a weird figment of everyone’s imagination.

breath, she addressed

thank you for

rang with clarity and

that this meeting reconvene tomorrow. Do you agree?" she asked

minority who supported Davis, it was a straightforward question. But to the majority who had backed Desmond, it felt like a trap. Her tone, the firm

weight of her presence and the chill in her voice pressed

the people of Country Y waiting eagerly for

would help pacify the public and reassure investors. The company stock has taken

the room. She gave it a second thought

she said.

pride brimming in his

gaze and shook their heads in silent resignation.

continued, her voice

that the largest shareholder assumes power as the group’s president and acting

statement dropped like a

room froze. Silence blanketed the hall, and shock

exactly was running through their minds. "Do they really

you look surprised? Though I am the largest shareholder, it doesn’t mean I must always sit

tone was sharp, but not mocking. Clarifying, yet

exploded in hushed

"Is she that easygoing?"

in the end, it would still

Downstairs

the scene was far

led out in handcuffs. His head hung low, his eyes avoiding contact, fixed on the pavement below. His

flashes burst across the open space with

for space as security officers pushed them back. A flood of questions lunged

Group going through a grand

be the

it true you plotted against

public about Elder Allen being critically ill when he was