Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 203: Your Ex ...

After they’d finished unpacking and adjusting a few things around the suite, Jessica let out a long, deep breath and stretched her arms with a satisfied smile.

"I think I’m done with this part of the arrangement," she said, her voice filled with relief and satisfaction clear in her voice.

Davis, who had been busy on his phone the whole time, glanced up. Before he could respond, Jessica’s tone changed slightly.

"But... there’s still one more thing I need to do," she added, standing up. Her tone focused and her expression serious.

She walked over to her bag, unzipped it, and pulled out a small, sleek device. With practiced ease, she powered it on. A soft hum filled the air as the device lit up.

Davis, who had been quietly scrolling through his phone, raised a brow at her actions. He tilted his head, watching curiously as she moved around the room, slowly scanning the walls and furniture with the tool..

"What are you doing?" he asked, his tone calm but curious.

Jessica didn’t answer immediately. Her face was serious, focused. She walked across the living room slowly, waving the scanner around like a detective.

"I’m checking for hidden cameras or audio devices," she finally replied. "Ethan wasn’t the one who booked this place, and even if he had been, he’s not the one who cleans it. I just want to be safe."

Davis nodded, realizing she had a point. He hadn’t thought of that at all. Though he had a few friends and rivals in Noveria, none of them should know he was in town—at least not yet.

"Well, I doubt you’ll find anything," he said with a shrug, leaning back into his wheelchair. "But you’re right to check."

Jessica kept working silently, moving from one room to another. She checked the bedroom, the bathroom, the study corner—even behind paintings and under lampshades. Her attention to detail was intense.

By the time she was done, small beads of sweat had gathered on her forehead. She wiped them off gently with the back of her hand and gave a firm nod to herself.

"All clear," she said softly, her voice tinged with satisfaction.

Davis stood up from his chair and walked toward her slowly in a measured step. He reached out gently with a handkerchief and dabbed her face.

"You’re sweating. Want to take a bath?" he asked, teasingly, a playful glint in his eyes.

Jessica stepped back slightly and shook her head. "No, thank you, sir."

Davis wasn’t ready to back off just yet. "Are you sure you don’t want one?" he asked again, his voice softer as he pulled her into a light hug.

face flushing slightly. "Davis, you’re really getting good

was seduced," he replied

asked, pulling back slightly with a raised

looking so sexy and still claims they weren’t trying to tempt

long look

her back and kissed her gently. She tried to resist at first, her

warmth and persistence melted her defenses.

the kiss ended, her lips were red and slightly swollen and her cheeks flushed. She opened her

Knock knock.

and walked off toward the living

to himself, watching her retreat. That was a small victory. A few months ago, during

strong-willed, fiery woman—sharp with words and always on guard. Back then, he

that he seemed to be the only one who could fluster

the door and looked through the peephole before unlocking it. A waiter

waiter said politely, casting

you," Jessica replied, accepting

rolled it gently into the center of the living room. "Tea is ready," she called out. "If you want some, come and join me. We can

rang. The sound stopped him in his tracks. He pulled the phone from

asked, answering with a low,

the coffee table before sitting down. Jessica continued

his assistant came

home. A

expression darkened. "What

call girl. It went

set up?" Davis

Group stock is taking a huge hit, and there’s no action being taken to control the damage. It’s like someone’s trying to

making a move," Davis muttered under his breath. "Keep watching the situation. Let me know of any new

"Yes, sir."

paused, then asked,

all, they weren’t close. Still, Aaron was part of the Allen family and had enough intelligence

carrying his child took his share documents with her. He’s been trying to get them back but has had no

widened slightly, and