Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: Absolutely no moral compass...

With her response, Vera moved slowly around the desk, her heels clicking faintly against the marble floor and each step deliberate.

She stopped a few metres beside Davis, Davis, lounging back in his chair, twirled a pen between his fingers, his sharp eyes trailing her every move with a cold, detached smirk dancing on his lips.

"Miss Louis," he said, his voice smooth and cutting, "if you know clearly, then get yourself out of this office and get the report ready."

Recalling the incident at the Allen family during the dinner, he had no doubt that Vera would be taking up the same act again.

"Davis, I know I have hurt you so much, but I have also paid a terrible price for my actions," she said.

"Price? For your actions?" Davis chuckled darkly, his tone low and sonorous.

It held no mirth but only laced with bitter amusement. The sound rooted Vera to the spot. She stared at him, stunned, as though she was hearing him laugh for the first time.

Taking a closer look, a thought tixking through her mind "The man seated before her was no longer the Davis she remembered who was earnest, devoted and who once loved her with everything he had.

This Davis was much more sharper and colder. She wondered if he had always been like this or that she never noticed.

Much more heartbreaking was the fact he had gradual become more more handsome than she could recall.

The glow in his features, the effortless control he now wielded... it was almost divine. And all of it as this moment reminded her of what she had lost.

The realization that she has lost so greatly had sank into her heart like a stone and t his moment she isn’t willing anymore.

The day she last saw him at the Allen estate, she blamed herself for everything that had transpired, for the betrayal, for choosing ambition over loyalty.

But now, standing before him while he seated in the same position, everyone had feared him to have lost just in a space one year plus, the sense of loss struck deeper, more bitter and painful.

Surprisingly, he seems to have moved on, risen higher, and she... she had been left behind in every way that mattered.

Davis slowly pushed his chair back, widening the space between them. His gaze was unreadable, yet pointed as his studied her with no hint curiosity but with mocking grin on his lips.

"Vera, in the ten years I knew you..." he paused, letting the silence and meaning deepen, "I never imagined you could be so spineless. So shameless. With absolutely no moral compass."He smirked.

The words hit her like a slap.

Vera’s face paled, her hand trembling as she felt both shame and fury bubbling within her.

Looking at the man she had once cherished and once disregarded, a flurry of emotions coursed within her.

How dare he speak to her like that? But deep down, she couldn’t argue. Because it was true.

She looked at Davis for a moment, therw is not doing he now looked at her like she was nothing more than an inconvenience.

She couldn’t help the bitterness that welled up in her heart; she hated that it still hurt. Hated that he had that power over her.

But more than anything, she hated the Louis family, her adopted home for everything they had made her do.

Davis’ voice cut clean through daze, snapping her out her thought.

"Your actions had no connection with the matter at hand," tapping the pen on his palm, he continued carelessly, "your pain or whatsoever held no significance, my dear Vice President...

"And at the moment... you are just an employee of the Allen Group, and at the Allen family, his eyes hardened. "you are just my cousin’s wife and I believe you understood exactly what it meant." He concluded coldly, his gaze chilling that she shivered lightly.

Vera swallowed hard, shivering as his words turned the air around her cold.

He had stripped her of every identity she once wore with pride, and what remained was a title she despised: someone’s wife. A position born of manipulation and convenience, a position hanging around her neck like a stone.

"Davis, I know the past couldn’t be changed, but then you can choose forgive me," she said.

"Vera, forgiveness is asked from someone who is angry or mad at you but I have none of this emotions with you because our path never crossed and you never owe me." He stated.

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