Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 324: Can we go in now?...

"Sonia, what does all this mean? You’re really not going to do anything to stop her?" Tricia asked once more, her voice a whisper laced with disbelief.

But surprisingly, Sonia remained still, unwavering. Her silence was answer enough that she had maintained her stand.

Tricia sighed, her shoulders slumping under the weight of mounting tension between them. She was just about to voice her final decision when murmurs erupted outside the car.

A crowd had gathered, their buzz and murmuring stirred their curiosity as they turned their heads toward the entrance.

Just as they wanted to ask they noticed the arrival of a convoy. The fleet of luxury cars rolled to a smooth stop.

From one vehicle, guards in sleek black suits emerged, moving swiftly to position themselves by each door. The atmosphere shifted—anticipation mounting with every passing second.

The first door opened.

Ethan stepped out, composed and sharp in a dark tailored suit. Unlike his usual role as an assistant, today his cold gaze swept across the spectators with regal indifference. His aura mirrored his boss’s. A calm, unreadable yet commanding expression.

Next, Alex Gando emerged, his demeanor effortless, a casual smirk on his lips. He offered his hand to Becky, who descended gracefully, her eyes scanning the venue with quiet calmness. Together, they stood by Ethan and Bella. These four striking figures formed a quiet wall of presence.

The murmurs only intensified. All eyes shifted to the final car as they waited in anticipation of who it might be.

In the car, Jessica took a deep breath, Davis caressed her palm lightly. "Are you sure you really want to step out of this car without a mask?" He asked softly with concern flickering in his voice.

Jessica nodded and Davis’s brow furrowed. She reached up, lightly tapping his forehead "Hey, can you not keep a frowning face? Without the mask, I can be just anybody but the mask, a signature identity of Lady Bright," she explained.

Though she had always gone with a mask to events, that was mainly to shield her face from her identity as she still hopes to keep her life private, which is practically impossible without the mask.

But today, she is not walking this red carpet as Lady Bright, or Angel Wears CEO, but rather as a little wife of Allen Davis.

Their marriage had never been a secret but then due to Davis’s situation at that time, it had seemed as though they were keeping it a secret.

a warm smile coursing his lips. He pulled her

in? Guests might wonder what was happening in the car?" Davis

stepped down, his well-polished

to adjust his suit and cufflink as they glistened in the

he took in the red carpet stretching out before

observed the red carpet stretching before them like an endless highway, he wondered about a lot of things as his mind spinned with

forceful stand, would he be able

mock him

of the ladies and their blushing cheek. He felt amused. Would any of them accept him at that time?" No fame, no glory

be their first official appearance in any event as

his hand towards Jessica, who softly placed her hand on his,

alighted the car. Her appearance halted the scene as

of Davis’s, her gown emitting the touch of gentility, a feminine air around her made her more angelic

few strands of hair falling over her face, his gentle and mesmerizing intimate action left the

"Is that Davis’s wife?"

"Davis can now walk?"

"Are you surprised?"

he was still

you forgotten, he had been declared dead by his uncle and the Allen family, with

he might have gone

"Rich families

subtle

while Davis glanced at

three women, stunning in poise and appearance

hearts shattered at that moment while some wondered why they weren’t in that position,

the hotel, Tricia snapped out of the daze. Sonia glanced at her, a slow smirk