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.

of all the possible worst-case scenarios. She said she was tired. How

should have never let her go alone at most she

in his mind "He must

moment he confirmed she

Part of the

car, his brows furrowed in concern as he felt the

gaze was dulled with exhaustion, her breathing uneven. Small cuts and bruises littered

okay?" Richard

arrogance. "I look fine, don’t

glancing down at the deep gash on her forearm. "You need

shouldn’t fret over it," she murmured dismissively, resting

his grip on the steering wheel. He had seen her fight before—seen her walk out of worse situations

in the seat, her body finally giving in

already fighting against six opponents. By the time Richard and the others had stepped in, four were already down,

price—severe loss of strength. It is clear, she used this movements to

to land a few hits before she took

had barely managed to stay standing before

the car, he watched as she exhaled slowly, her body betraying her need

glancing at her from the corner of

let out a tired hum of agreement, her eyes fluttering shut. She can only return, the journey to their villa

is now clear, somebody don’t want her there but since they don’t want her as a staff, they should be prepared to met her as

driving for two hours, the group escorting Davis arrived at

lay bare, it’s lawn well mowed, several villas built in a unique formation that adds beauty and grandeur

she? What is she involved in? Rippled through their

wheel, his palms damp with sweat as the

was an entire compound, meticulously

frozen in the backseat, his sharp eyes scanning the landscape. The villas stood tall in a calculated formation, their sleek designs exuding wealth

is a heiress but the Brown family aren’t in

endlessly, giving off an eerie sense of serenity despite the

breath hitched. He had seen security before, but this was on a whole different