Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 393: I can’t give up like this...

In Jessica’s car, the world seemed to tilt in slow motion as the car’s front wheels lost grip on the rocky edge.

For a breathless instant, it hovered, balanced between salvation and doom as it snagged on brittle tree branches. Then, with a splintering crack, the branches gave way, and gravity took charge.

The violent crash of metal tearing through trees echoed down the cliffside, sending a flock of startled birds screaming into the sky.

Jessica’s heart dropped into her stomach, her breath hitched. Her heart thumped rapidly as the tree branches scratched the car’s body.

This wasn’t what she thought. Her mind raced on what to do but with such a situation she found herself at a loss.

The driver groaned from the impact as he lifted his hand to shield her head.

She opened her mouth to speak but the impact of the car as its hood slammed into the rock had her bite her tongue followed by violent cracks that shook the car like a toy being thrown around.

Continuing its descent, the branches tore at the windows, snapping and scraping, their jagged ends striking the metal as if trying to rip it apart.

Shards of glass exploded around them, glittering in the flashes of sunlight that broke through the tumbling blur. With each impact the driver groaned painfully.

Inside the car, their bodies were a tangled mess, the driver’s weight bore down on her, steady and unyielding, even as the car flipped and jolted with bone-rattling force.

His breathing came in gasps, blood seeping from his back, with the car nosediving his back had slammed against the front seat, pain coursing through every vein.

sound magnified in her ears...the grinding metal, the cracking wood,

she opened her eyes. She could feel her body damp with

her mouth to speak to him but she felt the taste of blood in her mouth. Her lungs burned. The

the driver’s arm over her head made her cling to one thin, impossible

tree holding the car cracked from its weight

car slammed against the rocks at the bottom

as the driver became a body

door windows shattered from the impact. And everything went

driver, his arm twitching lightly against her

opened her eyes, her breath shallow and ragged as she tried

with blood flowing endlessly, clearly from

to speak, but only a weak whimper slipped past her lips, quickly answered by the groan of the driver, his hand twitching to move yet he couldn’t

heavy, too heavy, but then a

twisting and tightening until it

be good. We...have to...make it

continued to spread through every part of her body. She could hear her heartbeat pounding louder than the groans of

crashed through her abdomen, stronger this time, forcing a

vision drifted between flickers

to move, to sit up, but then

warmth spreading so fast that it sent her spiraling deeper into dread as she