Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 201: I owe Madam a gift...

A few hours later, Jessica, worn out from everything, finally drifted off to sleep. Her breathing was steady, and the lines of stress on her face slowly faded.

Davis took a moment to look at her peaceful form. His eyes lingered for a moment longer, filled with a soft gratitude.

Davis checked on her quietly, making sure she was comfortable. Gently, he pulled the duvet up to cover her properly so she could feel warm.

Gently, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face before leaving the room. He turned away, careful not to disturb her, and walked over to his wheelchair.

Dragging his tired body, he settled into his wheelchair. and slowly pushed himself down the hallway toward Ethan’s cabin. The hallway was dim, lit only by the cabin lights. When he got there, he paused and knocked lightly.

Ethan opened the door clearly surprised to see him at his door.

"Boss?" he whispered.

Davis nodded once and he stepped aside, letting him in without a word. Once Davis was inside, Ethan shut the door again and returned to the desk where he had been working.

"How’s everything going?" Davis asked, wheeling himself closer.

Ethan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Honestly, it’s not going to be easy. But I’m doing my best," he said.

"What are the areas of difficulty?" Davis asked, his head already spinning with calculations..

"The problem is, Desmond didn’t just shut down the project—he also made the workers leave. They lost interest because of how badly he treated them." Ethan answered, a tinge of frustration in his voice.

Davis nodded slowly. "It’s okay. As long as Mr. Stan is still willing to try again, we have hope. We’ll call a board meeting with the key people involved and explain things properly. As business minded people, their interest will definitely align besides some still held on to the shares and stocks of this group."

"On arrival?" He asked, his gaze on him.

be at the

fixed on the floor in contemplation. "There’s

But instead

wheelchair away slowly, placed his hands on

tricks on him. Davis took a few steady steps forward before sitting back down in

frozen for a second, eyes were wide as saucers, his mouth hanging open. Then he

"Ouch... it hurts. So I’m

heart pounding, and crouched beside Davis, placing a hand gently on his knee. "You

much as he appreciated his wife Jessica for everything, he couldn’t forget what Ethan had done for

worst and his temper terrible to condone. He never walked away. When Davis had no strength left, Ethan had quietly taken care

you do it again?

Davis—his height, his strength, his presence. And now, to see him

stood up once more, just for him. This time a little

owe Madam a gift," he said with a smile. "But what can I give

"Why do you think

she amazed him. She wasn’t just a doctor or a surgeon—she was

kind of woman who looks at price tags.She treasures sincerity. Trust me, she’ll appreciate

nodded, still trying to wrap his head around everything. Slowly he returned to his seat,

their plans again and again drafting a comprehensive reformation plan to take back what was lost, revive what had crumbled, and restore the name of the

and the betraying group, he would take care of

landed, Davis went back to his cabin. He wanted to get their things ready so Jessica wouldn’t have to rush when

Noveria early the next morning. At the airport, Mr.

the pedestrian area by a young woman,

Rumors had gone around the company that Davis had died. Desmond had even sent out an official message, claiming the