Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 345: The purpose behind it all ...

~The Secretariat unit~

After leaving Davis’ office and being pushed out by one of the guards,

Her temper flared. Like a stormy wind, she walked past the Secretariat unit in fury that they exchanged a glance at each other and laughed.

And the next second, someone came out to peep through the hallway.

Seeing her walk a reasonable distance, she came back and, with her hands crossed across her chest, she asked a question that had been tugging at her heartstrings since Vera passed.

"Do you think she will be finding a way to get back to Davis?"

"Of course. Who wouldn’t?"

"Did you even need to ask?"

"Haven’t you noticed how made up she is today?"

"I heard the president is already married, and the wife is a beautiful lady."

"I met her in the lobby once. She is not just beautiful but gorgeous and quite intimidating. I believe Vera isn’t her match."

"If I am the president, I wouldn’t bother glancing at this wench."

"Be mindful of what you call her. You wouldn’t want to lose your job."

"I just don’t like someone who could only be there when things are rosy, and when it gets tough, she flees."

"Not just fleeing. I was even thinking the president was dead at that time, and in compensation for her effort, she was asked to marry Aaron. Never expect her to be just a green tea bitch."

"Really? If the president had died, shouldn’t she give herself some time to nurse her broken heart before she jumps into another man?"

"For me, I am not interested in how many times she jumps, but I am only interested in how I can lay hands on the president’s wife’s phone number to inform her so she can put her in her place.

Besides, I heard she is the largest shareholder—even more than the president."

"Are you saying the president is working for his wife?"

"You can put it that way."

"This love is really great."

"Is the Secretariat office now so ideal that you have the chance to gossip?" Ethan’s voice thundered through the door. The ladies spun quickly on their heels, and they returned to their cubicles.

His gaze expressionlessly swept across their faces before it settled on the lady that wanted Jessica’s contact so as to put Vera in her place.

call me. I will

office buzzed with smiles as each made their decision to watch out

again, making sure they understood

need to concern herself about the events here. He will be

had witnessed how hurt he was, how he lost his sanity, and how torturous

She doesn’t deserve him—not in

to come close.

~Vera’s Office~

she closed the door behind her so that it

clenched to her side as she paced her

point, she held on to the table to steady herself from falling

are you

really hate me

paid a

that if I hadn’t accepted the

remained paralyzed? You might

She

I got it all wrong from the beginning.

would have led to your safety, but then I was anxious...was it really anxious?"

didn’t want to lose my place in the Louis family. If I had done that, I wouldn’t have had the

can’t be thrown into the streets, and I can’t lose

events that had transpired at

~Six years ago~

sun had turned to its golden glow as it headed to the west. The Louis estate spanned across

and trimmed flowers that

was opened by the guard stationed there. Vera drove into the Louis estate, the sun reflecting on the glass, and with clear precision, she drove directly into the garage before turning off the

over to her, her

paused mid-step. "What is

are having some

furrowed in contemplation. "Do you know who

situation. She needed to know the guests and

tell her about the guest—possibly their name—but her next statement left her stumped and rooted to the

discussing your

then she quickly composed herself. The maid nodded her

she braced herself for whatever it might be. She wouldn’t let them notice she had been told, and she really needed to hear it for

had always known her marriage to be arranged for business ties, but never had she

living room, her gaze taking in the view of the people

and board official in charge of research and

you are back?" her father asked. She nodded and exchanged a light greeting with them before she

there was a brief knock at

in, curtseying briefly. "You are summoned to the living room," she

Living in the Louis family for decades had always reminded her of her place, since