Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 72: Did | hurt you?

Jessica and Davis looked at her inquisitively then glanced at themselves in confusion.

"How?" They asked in unison.

"You are here laughing and chatting while Aaron and Vera are fighting themselves to death." Pamela smirked.

She witnessed that scene with all seriousness but recalling it makes her laugh uncontrollably.

"Fighting?"

Jessica's brows lifted slightly, while Davis's expression darkened, it is a rule in the Allen. Family not to lift a hand

against one’s wife. It seems Aaron and Desmond have made it a duty to crash every rule.

Pamela sighed tically, stepping further into the room. "Yes, fighting. Well, more like Aaron finally realizing

that his wife is a walking disaster. He slapped her."

Jessica smirked, folding her arms. "Slapped her? Why?." She turned to Davis and focused her stare on him, her

eyes narrowed. Dave felt the stare, looked at her composure and gulped. "Why staring at me?" He questioned.

"Am thinking, Davis will you also slapin the nearest future just like Aaron?" Because...it seems ...like the

Allen family men a..re.." Jessica started to say contemplatively.

"You don’t countalong with men like Aaron and besides | don’t beat women", he retorted, his tone cold.

"How can he be counted with a man like Aaron? Isn’t that soiling his nand dignity. He had never lived like

him, why will he have to beat a woman?" He mused within himself.

"And what about...." Jessica started. "That's their problem, not mine." Davis retorted his composure indifferent as

adjusted his collar.

Pamela chuckled. "That's what makes it unfair. Both of are here enjoying your peace over every word while

Aaron is outside dealing with the consequences of his own choices. It’s almost like karma is slapping him too."

Jessica shrugged. "Well, everyone gets what they deserve eventually and possibly what you wish for."

Pamela clapped her hands. "Exactly! And speaking of getting what we deserve—shopping! Are you both ready?"

Jessica nodded, then turned to Davis. "Well, Mr. Allen, shall we?"

Davis sighed with reluctance "Do | even have a choice?"

Jessica leaned closer, whispering with a teasing smile, "No."

Pamela rolled her eyes playfully. "Can we just go?"

"Yes, we can... Pamela ask Ethan to bring the car around. He will drive." Jessica instructed. This is the first tof

Davis facing the public again and she can only go with someone she trusted much.

Though, she had only met Pamela for the first tdue to her visit to the Allen family but she must not be the

problem and should she be, she believes she can handle her alone and protect Davis.

"Alright, | will do that. See you downstairs." She smirked and left the room. Jessica turned around, gathered their

phones on the nightstand, backing Davis she typed out a few instructions to Richard to prepare sshadow

guard for Davis and ensure he is not hurt in any eventualities.

"What are you doing with phone again, Pamela will definitely have your head." He said playfully. Not bothered

about what she is doing.

"Just checking if there are any mails or messages but none." She muttered and shut the phone and wheeled him

out,

Elder Allen was steeping out of the bedroom when Davis and Jessica cout of their room. "Grandpa," Jessica

greeted. Davis remained silent, his face cloudy. He might be worried about his grandpa’s health but then he still

felt pain recalling the past.

"Are you going out?" Elder Allen asked, his brow raised, his face screaming "unbelievable"

"Let's just take a little breather outside. We will be right back." Jessica answered, her voice gentle.

"Alright, you take care of yourselves." He said with a deeper meaning.

"I understand, grandpa. We will soon be back." She replied softly and proceeded to push Davis through the ramp

meant for the wheelchair and Davis controlled the movement of the wheelchair while she took the staircase.

Elder Allen sighed, his lips curled up unconsciously. "Don’t you think Desmond has met his match" he asked with

amusement dancing in his eyes.

The butler agreed with him. He has witnessed the old man been worried about Davis which is also part of the

reason for his deteriorating health but the presence of Jessica has turned the table in a few hours. "It is

incredible."

The drive to the mall was a very peaceful one, Pamela sat in the passenger seat, Ethan on the wheel while

Jessica and Davis are in the back seat. Davis clasped Jessica's soft hand as his gaze remained fixed on the

cityscape beyond the car window.

The once-familiar roads, the towering buildings, the bustling streets—it all felt so distant now, like a life he had

once lived but no longer belonged to. A bitter smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

It’s been months, weeks and days... Infact almost a year... A year since he had stepped foot inside the Allen

Corporation’s shopping mall spread across every nook and crane of the city.

Before the accident, the mall had been one of his greatest accomplishments. He had visited frequently, once or

twice a week—sometimes officially, sometimes discreetly to oversee its operations and check its progress.

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His breathe hitched coming out in shallow gasps, his eyes red, his hand clasping Jessica's hand unconsciously

tightened.

Jessica winced lightly in pain, her fingers reddening but Davis wasn’t aware and wouldn't let go. Jessica looked at

his eyes which has lost focus, the answer clearly written all over him.... Another episode.

She sighed deeply, slowly she began patting his hand, slowly rubbing and massaging his wrist in a circular

motion, she couldn't let the people in the front notice the situation at the back.

Noticing the warmth on his hand, he looked over to his hand still clasped with her hand. Jessica...

His gaze shifted, landing on her serene profile. Her fingers, warm and reassuring, rested against his.

He noticed the redness of her hand and his hand skipped a bit. "Did | hurt you?" He quickly grabbed her hand to

look over it. His eyes brimming with pain. "Why didn’t you talk?"