Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 95: Arrival

Though it was faint, he noted her murmur to his request yet it didn’t pacify his anxiousness.

Davis’ grip on the armrest tightened until his knuckles turned white. His breathing turned shallow as Jessica’s words echoed in his mind.

"I’m so tired... I need my beauty sleep."

Her voice had been playful, almost teasing, but Davis wasn’t fooled.

He could hear it the tremor in her voice. "She wants to sleep, she is tired" he kept on murmuring to himself as if analyzing the meaning of the statements.

There is a tinge of exhaustion laced beneath her words, the way her breath came too fast, and uneven could only mean—She’s hurt.

And the confirmation came when the male voice cut in.

"We are taking her to the base. The shadow guards with you will escort you safely to the base, so don’t panic. She’s just tired."

Just tired? Davis clenched his teeth. That was a lie. They wouldn’t have cut the call so quickly if she was only tired. They didn’t want him to worry, but have only succeeded in making his anxiety worse.

Ethan stole a glance at him and felt an unfamiliar wave of fear. He had seen Davis angry before—cold, calculating, and ruthless. But this... this time is more scarier.

Davis’ expression was eerily calm, but his eyes burned with a dangerous light, dark and unreadable. His fingers, which had been gripping his thighs, suddenly released, and he exhaled a long, shaky breath.

"Ethan."

"Is there anyway you can fasten this ride", he asked. He didn’t want this unnecessary delay. He can only see her to have relief.

Ethan’s heart pounded at his question. . "Sir, it is not possible because we don’t know the place and this security men are following strict orders from madam" he responded

He didn’t want to imagine them going after him if he should move with Davis at a high speed than this. The might even count him as opponent and seek his head.

Davis sighed, his smile fading as he listened to Ethan. With no option left, he gazed out the window with no interest in appreciating the fading scenery.

scenarios. She said she was tired. How much blood had she lost? Was she conscious?

alone at most she will

cemented itself in his mind "He must see

he confirmed she was safe—then he can think of

Part of the

in concern as he

Small cuts and bruises littered her arms, the fabric of her clothes torn in places, stained

Richard

though it lacked its usual arrogance. "I look fine, don’t I?" she quipped, but her voice

down at the deep

over it," she murmured

He had seen her fight before—seen her walk out of worse situations without batting an

seat, her body finally giving in after holding on for so

at the scene, Jessica was already fighting against six opponents. By the time Richard and the others had stepped in, four were already down, groaning on the

each comes with a dire price—severe loss of strength. It is clear, she used this movements to end this quick and clean but exhaustion from it had finally

land a few hits before she

to stay standing before Richard reached

as she exhaled slowly, her

to the base," he said, glancing at her from

shut. She can only return, the journey to their villa is over, her joining the Allen

they don’t want her

two hours, the group escorting Davis arrived

lay bare, it’s lawn well mowed, several villas built in a unique

What is she involved in? Rippled through

damp with sweat as the reality of their destination sank

just some safe house—this was an entire compound, meticulously designed and

his sharp eyes scanning the landscape. The villas stood tall in a

family aren’t in the upper echelon and even if they are—her

sense of

revealing an inner perimeter, Ethan’s breath hitched. He had seen security before, but