Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 74: Shopping Mall 2

"Yeah. | will do it." Davis took a deep breathe then slowly the wheelchair made its entrance into the mall.

Jessica holding Davis hand noticed his grip tightening on her fingers as the go further and further into the mall.

Pamela look at the duo, one on the wheelchair, the other standing by shielding the seated from the wind and

rain. Her lips curled upward.

"What section do we go to first?" Let's start with the female section. They nodded in unison.

Whispers rippled through the mall like a quiet storm. Several heads turned, eyes widening in recognition,

curiosity, and, in scases, thinly veiled shock.

Davis felt the weight of their stares pressing down on him, heavy and suffocating. It was the moment he had

dreaded—the scrutiny, the murmurs, the silent judgments.

"Is that Davis Allen?"

"Wow... the heir of the Allen family? In a wheelchair?"

"He hasn't been seen in public for so long... | thought—"

"No need to think, from a reliable source | heard he has removed from the Allen family register...

"It seems that lady beside him is the wife his family married for him....

"That's unfortunate, from grace to grass...

He even beca psychopath abusing his staff...

Jessica felt the tremor in his fingers, the way his body stiffened under their watchful eyes. Without hesitation, she

squeezed his hand, grounding him. Her expression remained calm, unaffected, as if their stares meant nothing.

Pamela, walking a step ahead, let out an amused chuckle. "What a vibrant fan, you have" she chimed, her voice

just loud enough for those nearby to hear. She tossed her hair back, flashing an indifferent smile at them.

Ethan's face was unreadable as he silently maneuvered the wheelchair with practiced ease. His protective

stance, coupled with Jessica's unwavering presence, made it clear—Davis Allen was not to be pitied.

Davis swallowed hard, forcing himself to look ahead, not at the sea of judgmental eyes but at the woman beside

him. Jessica walked as if she carried the world’s confidence, unbothered, undaunted.

"Jessica..." His voice was low, uncertain.

She turned to him, her smile soft yet firm. "You are still you, Davis. Let them look. Don’t you think they are

marveling at how handsyou have becafter staying out the public eyes for a long time"

A smile played on his lips as he slow exhaled. He wasn’t sure if he believed her just yet, but seeing her believing

in him with confidence, he decided to believe himself.

"Alright," he murmured. "Let's shop."

As they entered the ladies wing of the mall, Jessica directed Ethan to move to a more comfortable position. She

opened her bag and picked her ear buds and skillfully attached the to his ears... Then she selected a nice music

for him. Davis smiled.

You are really prepared." He chimed with a smile.

Jessica smirked as she adjusted the volon his earbuds. "Of course. | knew you'd need a little distraction but

with time, it won't be necessary."

Davis let out a soft chuckle, his earlier tension easing slightly. The melody filled his ears, drowning out the

lingering murmurs and curious gazes.

It wasn’t just the music—it was Jessica’s thoughtfulness and preparedness, the way she anticipated his emotions

and acted without making a big deal out of it. It never occurred to him to shut himself off through this method.

Pamela, already browsing through a rack of dresses, glanced at them and shook her head with amusement.

"Jessica, are you shopping for yourself or babysitting Davis?"

Jessica grinned and crossed her arms. "Why not both?" She turned to Davis, tilting her head. "I think you can

manage yourself here while we get the clothes tried and purchased." She smirked.

Davis nodded, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of his wheelchair. "I suppose | can be your personal judge

today or what do you think?"

"Perfect" Jessica said with a wink before heading toward the clothing racks.

As she moved through the store, effortlessly picking out dresses, Davis found himself watching her, not just with

admiration but with a strange sense of peace. For the first tin a long while, he wasn’t trapped in his

thoughts.

Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all.

Pamela and Jessica began a carefully selection of clothes amidst laughter and jokes. The air warm that even

Ethan's tensed muscle began relaxing.

The tranquility and laughter of the shopping was cut short with the arrival of Risa and her friend Tracia.

"Who do we have here?" Risa smirked as she walked in to the lounge. She glanced at Davis sitting on the

wheelchair, then at Pamela the unrecognized daughter of the Allen... she clapped mockingly.

"It seems the rejected household of the Allen cfor shopping", Risa taunted.

"Yes. They really cto shop but | think you only cto check the site.

"Why do | have to check the site?" She muttered.

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"Unlike you, | don’t have to worry about my place in my family. You, on the other hand, are nothing but an

outsider leeching off my father’s goodwill."

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Risa’s face darkened. "Watch your mouth!"

Pamela, who had been quietly observing, let out a slow, mocking whistle. "Oof, Risa, it must hurt to hear the

truth, right?"

She said with a smirk. "And about your family’s fall—Jessica asked a question. What's the matter? Cat got your

tongue?"

Tracia, sensing the shift in power, quickly stepped in. "Risa doesn’t need to answer you lowlives," she snapped.

"She has more important things to do than waste twith a cripple and a couple of nobodies."

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Jessica, however, let out a soft chuckle. "A cripple?" she repeated, tilting her head as she studied Tracia with a

slow, measuring gaze.

"Interesting. Do you say the sabout the billionaires in wheelchairs who could buy and sell your entire

existence ten times over?"

Tracia opened her mouth but faltered. She knew she can’t stand up to the Allen family. Though, she wants to

support her friend but she didn’t want to place her family in jeopardy.