Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 139: Fallen Princess

Risa stormed out of the hospital each step of hers charged with fury, her heels clicking against the pavement like

war drums, her eyes blazed with anger as her fists tightly clenched at her sides trembled. Rage bubbled inside

her like a volcano ready to explode. Her emotions tethering between crying and laughter. Her emotions riotous

with tears threatening to fall.

She had chere today with nothing but her pride swallowed to beg—yes, beg for an opportunity, beg for a

chance to work for them, to be at their disposal of work.

"How had i fallen to this point? That even securing a menial job had becproblematic?" she murmured to

herself while making it to the exit. She never imagined she would stoop this low in this lifetto beg for an

opportunity.

All she wanted was a chance at any job. Even if it meant cleaning floors. But they rejected her. No second look.

No mercy. Risa isn’t reconciled with this outcome. She had been at the top of the entertainment circle where

everyone is looking up to her, asking to sign a contract with her for one product or another.

But now, everything has fallen apart.

The past few weeks had been nothing short of a nightmare, a disaster. First, the Brown family crisis hit the news

reducing their prospects of survival.

Then the Allen family, they are supposed to assist tide the waves for the sake of that damned girl yet Desmond

turned them down. It was one hit after another. They hadn't even recovered from the last mess before a new one

started.

Risa’s world had tumbled into pieces, as though the universe itself had turned its back on her. "What do i do,

nobody wantsnot even my own mother?" she murmured her eyes reddened in pain, anger and mockery of

herself.

She had been officially blacklisted because of the Brown's family and her photos which had gone viral denting

her image.

The ssocial circles that once sang her praises now turned cold shoulders. Even her mother, once the poised,

graceful beauty who floated through elite society with an air of nobility, had turned venomous at every sight of

her presence.

Gone was her sweet voice and gentle smiles. there are now replaced with sharp words and icy glares. She

treated Risa like discarded trash in the trash can. Recalling her mother’s venomous word "Risa, you are a

disgrace, | asked you to marry Davis Allen, you refused. You see yourself?"

Risa often wondered if she is really her daughter? A tool to climb the social ladder? Or merely a golden ticket her

mother had used to keep her position in high society and her marriage intact.

And George, her father? A drunk.

Every day he chstinking of alcohol, mumbling nonsense, vomiting in the hallway. The house has long

ceased to be called a home. The servants were all gone—no one to clean, no one to cook. The silence in the halls

are usually heavy, and the dust grew thicker with every passing day.

Risa had been forced to cook if she wanted to eat. Her once glowing nails were now chipped and broken from

scrubbing dishes.

Gone were the luxurious meals from five-star restaurants she used to order with a swipe of her platinum card or

a bonus appeal for her to post on her social handle and attract more customers. Her card—frozen. Her accounts

emptied. Her nwhich once screamed of power, now a curse abhorred in the society.

The friends that flocks around her like leech had all left blocking her contact on their phone list. And when she

runs into them in the street or grocery store they scorned her

This was never the life she envisioned for herself. "What had gone wrong? How did i cto this point? What

wrong have | committed? She whimpered internally. She didn’t want people coming to glare at her, mock or

scorn her. And then, at that moment she lifted her eyes to exit the building—she saw her.

Jessica.

That woman.

Her figure and footstep were so familiar as she walked toward the sleek black car that she took a second glance

and froze in her footstep. She rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things. But it was real. It was Jessica, the

one person she will never forgive in this lifetime. The source of all her pains and agony.

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She wanted to scream, to cry, to curse. The rage that filled her chest earlier now returned ten times stronger.

Jessica had taken it all, Her position, Her marriage, Her life.

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But no—Jessica took it. "She stole my place," Risa whispered, her voice shaking with hate. "She stole

everything." Tears burned her eyes, but she blinked them away. She wouldn’t cry. Not here. Not now.

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