Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 342: Absolutely no moral compass...

With her response, Vera moved slowly around the desk, her heels clicking faintly against the marble floor and each step deliberate.

She stopped a few metres beside Davis, Davis, lounging back in his chair, twirled a pen between his fingers, his sharp eyes trailing her every move with a cold, detached smirk dancing on his lips.

"Miss Louis," he said, his voice smooth and cutting, "if you know clearly, then get yourself out of this office and get the report ready."

Recalling the incident at the Allen family during the dinner, he had no doubt that Vera would be taking up the same act again.

"Davis, I know I have hurt you so much, but I have also paid a terrible price for my actions," she said.

"Price? For your actions?" Davis chuckled darkly, his tone low and sonorous.

It held no mirth but only laced with bitter amusement. The sound rooted Vera to the spot. She stared at him, stunned, as though she was hearing him laugh for the first time.

Taking a closer look, a thought tixking through her mind "The man seated before her was no longer the Davis she remembered who was earnest, devoted and who once loved her with everything he had.

This Davis was much more sharper and colder. She wondered if he had always been like this or that she never noticed.

Much more heartbreaking was the fact he had gradual become more more handsome than she could recall.

The glow in his features, the effortless control he now wielded... it was almost divine. And all of it as this moment reminded her of what she had lost.

The realization that she has lost so greatly had sank into her heart like a stone and t his moment she isn’t willing anymore.

The day she last saw him at the Allen estate, she blamed herself for everything that had transpired, for the betrayal, for choosing ambition over loyalty.

But now, standing before him while he seated in the same position, everyone had feared him to have lost just in a space one year plus, the sense of loss struck deeper, more bitter and painful.

Surprisingly, he seems to have moved on, risen higher, and she... she had been left behind in every way that mattered.

Davis slowly pushed his chair back, widening the space between them. His gaze was unreadable, yet pointed as his studied her with no hint curiosity but with mocking grin on his lips.

I knew you..." he paused, letting the silence and meaning deepen, "I never imagined you could be so spineless. So

her like

hand trembling as she felt both shame and fury bubbling within

at the man she had once cherished and once disregarded, a

like that? But deep down, she couldn’t argue. Because it was

is not doing he now looked at her like

hated

anything, she hated the Louis family, her adopted home for everything they

voice cut clean through daze, snapping her out her

on his palm, he continued carelessly,

and at the Allen family, his eyes hardened. "you are just my cousin’s wife and I believe you understood exactly what

swallowed hard, shivering as his words turned the air around her

a title she despised: someone’s wife. A position born of manipulation

but then you can choose forgive

you but I have none of this emotions with you because our path never crossed and you never owe me."

life had been totally wiped out. Doesn’t that mean she is being as

the intercom on the desk and dialed out without uttering any more word. Vera’s gaze flickered briefly to the

so serious

line before hanging up and returning to his paperwork as though she didn’t

opened her mouth to say something, but a brief knock at the door made her

him were two of the shadow guards

sight of Vera. He only had disdain

resounding slap across the face; he had been meaning

the sight sickened him, that he sort for an immediate opportunity to deal with

said flatly, gesturing toward the guards, who stepped forward

of

she cooperates. If she doesn’t..." he looked

was Vera

Vera stiffened in place.

knew he hated her. She knew she had