Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: What does that make me?

A bitter, broken laugh escaped his lips. "Treated like an Allen?" he repeated slowly, his eyes wide and glassy. "So that’s it? You gave me everything but the one thing that mattered. You kept me close just to remind me I didn’t belong."

Elder Allen sighed, his shoulders drooping like the weight of old age had finally caught up with him. "It was not to mock you, Desmond. Your situation wasn’t a common one. My late wife found you. dressed and wrapped tightly in a blanket by the roadside. His eyes closed as the memories floated back like the tidal waves.

~Flashback, Years ago~

The morning sun slanted through the curtains, golden light spilling onto the polished floors of the Allen estate’s grand living room. A soft breeze whispered through the open window, carrying the scent of fresh dew and blooming lilies from the garden.

The front door creaked open gently.

In stepped a young woman, her skin glowing from the light sheen of sweat from her morning workout. Her ponytail swayed with each step, and in her arms, wrapped in a faded white cloth, she cradled a tiny baby—no more than six months old.

The child blinked sleepily, cheeks plump, lips parted, unaware of the silent storm waiting to unfold.

Maxwell Allen stepped out from the hallway dressed in a sharp pristine suit walking as he adjusted his cufflinks, stopping dead in his tracks as he laid eyes on the infant.

"Lucy?" he asked, brows furrowing, voice laced with confusion. "What’s that... who’s that?"

Lucy Allen turned toward her husband, Maxwell, his expression mixed with disbelief and tension. His eyes darted between the child and his wife. Her calm expression unsettled him.

"I found him," she said softly, gently bouncing the child in her arms as if instinctively calming him. "Along the roadside. Near the trail behind Oakridge."

Maxwell’s eyes widened. "You... found him? Like that? Alone?"

She nodded. "Wrapped in a thin sheet, lying in the shade. No one was around. I waited for an hour, asked around the nearby houses, but... no one knew anything. Not even the vendors on the trail."

Maxwell slowly approached, his gaze dropping to the infant. The baby yawned and cooed softly, one hand curling into a tight little fist near his cheek.

"He’s just a baby," Lucy murmured, her voice cracking with emotion. "Barely six months old, maybe less. He was crying when I found him—his voice hoarse, eyes swollen. He must have been there for hours."

"And you just... picked him up?" Maxwell asked, still trying to make sense of the surreal moment.

Lucy looked up, meeting her husband’s eyes with a questioning gaze. "Would you rather I left him there to die?"

Silence fell.

Maxwell looked away for a long moment, then exhaled slowly. "No. Of course not. It is not that I wanted him to die but taking the child from such spot might have been a set up against you and how could you have defended yourself."

He stepped forward and gently touched the baby’s head. The infant stirred but didn’t cry. Maxwell’s shoulders slumped. "What do we do now?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"I want us to keep him," Lucy whispered. "Raise him. Give him a name. A home."

Maxwell looked at her sharply, but what he saw in her eyes silenced his doubts: fierce determination, quiet love, and something else... longing.

"We haven’t even had our own child yet," he said after a pause.

"I know," Lucy replied, voice steady. "But maybe... maybe he’s meant to be ours first."

Maxwell ran a hand through his hair, pacing for a moment. Then he stopped, eyes fixed on the baby. "It won’t be easy."

"We’ll make it work," she said. "We’ll handle the paperwork. Adopt him legally. Give him our name and he’ll be one of us."

Maxwell hesitated a beat longer, then slowly nodded. "Alright. We’ll do it. If that’s what you want"

"Really?"Lucy asked, her tone laced with anticipation.

Maxwell nodded yet his expression grim and his hesitant voice "But I think, there will be a challenge. He will be our first son but the Allen family and group he won’t be allowed to handle because he is not of Allen blood. That’s the law with the family." He explained.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify