Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 182: Oddly familiar...

Jessica’s car sped along the road and gradually slowed as it neared its destination. With a smooth, precise turn of the steering wheel, the car pulled into the parking lot of Da King Hotels—a luxurious five-star hotel known for catering to the rich and powerful.

A hotel staff member quickly stepped forward and opened the car door for her. With calm poise and quiet elegance, Jessica stepped out.

She glanced around the area, slipping on a pair of dark sunglasses that hid her sharp eyes, leaving only her pointed nose and naturally rosy lips visible. The sunlight kissed her fair skin, making it glow.

Carrying her handbag in one hand and her phone in the other, she walked toward the hotel lobby with graceful steps. Her aura was commanding, impossible to ignore. As she raised her hand briefly, the ring on her finger caught the sunlight and glimmered.

Her phone buzzed. Without stopping, she glanced at the screen and tapped her Bluetooth earpiece. Davis’s deep, rich voice filtered through.

"Arrived?" he asked gently.

"Just walking into the lobby," Jessica replied with a soft smile, her eyes scanning the lobby with sharp awareness—checking both for safety and anything familiar.

"Alright," Davis said, his voice warm. "I’ll leave you to it. Waiting for you at home."

Jessica’s heart skipped at his words. If he were standing in front of her right now, she might have kissed him without a second thought.

"I’ll be right back. Just a little while," she said softly and ended the call.

Still holding onto the smile that played on her lips, she walked deeper into the hotel with calm, measured steps.

Just then, from the opposite direction, a young man emerged from one of the lounges. Tall and confident, he looked distracted, speaking urgently into his phone. His steps were rushed and unfocused. Without watching where he was going, he collided with Jessica, causing her handbag to fly from her hand.

caught her handbag midair—just before it hit the ground. Her presence turned cold in that instant, her eyes

froze. He stared at her,

about her. Her oval face was elegant and striking. Even with most of her face covered by the sunglasses, her beauty radiated clearly. Her dark, wavy

might have panicked or dropped something, but the speed

him with a cold

owe me an apology?" she asked, her voice calm but

the man blinked and opened his mouth, closing it

of an emergency, and I didn’t watch where I was

noting his honesty. She gave a small nod and was about

striking—deep onyx irises flecked

skipped a beat.

"Aren’t they

of life, she had never seen anyone else with

gave a small shake of her head, pushing

the neither the Allen family name nor the Brown family,

shaking her hand with quiet courtesy, careful not to let on what he was

a nice day," she said, about to pass him

made her

he asked with a slight smirk, though deep down

slightly and shook

partner might already be getting

he said with a nod. "But could I get