Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 207: Visiting the Company...

Inside the building, Davis and Jessica froze at the entrance to the main office, their breaths hitched at the sight before them.

The mess they saw outside now seemed minor compared to the devastation spread throughout the interior.

The entire reception area and main office area were in complete ruins. Shattered glass littered the tiled floor. Desks had been overturned and broken into pieces.

Some computers were missing altogether, while others were smashed beyond recognition. Wires hung from the ceilings, and papers were strewn everywhere like the aftermath of a storm. The walls bore scratches and cracks, and glass panels were broken.

It was as if a group of people had gone on a wild rampage, destroying everything in sight and taking anything that could be sold or used. This wasn’t simple vandalism—it was deliberate and cruel from the indicators.

Jessica covered her mouth with her hand in shock. "This looks like they had been in a serious fight," she whispered.

After the initial shock Jessica’s eyes moved slowly around the wrecked office taking every silent detail of the wreckage while her head constantly spinned with design concepts and styles that will suit the building during its renovation.

At intervals she stole a glance at Davis, trying to read his expression. Her heart tightened in trepidation. She silently prayed he would remain calm, hoping he wouldn’t break down from what he was seeing.

But instead after his initial outburst at the entrance. There was no other reaction—no shock, no sadness.

Davis sat there quietly, a strange calmness on his face, his expression was cold, too distant and calm—too calm. A faint, unreadable smile lingered on his lips.

That smile scared her. It wasn’t one of amusement or relief. It was distant and sharp, as if something inside him had snapped long ago and revenge slowly brewing.

Though he didn’t say a word, she could see him silently taking note of every broken item, every crack in the walls, every missing detail. His eyes were sharp, scanning everything with quiet intensity.

Jessica sighed softly. She wanted to say something comforting, to ease the burden she knew he carried. But words felt useless here.

There was nothing she could say that would fix the damage. Words couldn’t undo what had been done. "What could she possibly say to erase the wreckage of someone’s dreams?" She mused

They began walking deeper into the building. From the destroyed reception area, Davis guided her through what used to be the various departments.

Slowly and methodically, they checked each department. As they walked, Davis gave brief introductions to the various divisions and what their roles had been. He explained how far each team had advanced before everything fell apart.

Though the halls were silent now, he spoke about each section with a sense of pride and lingering sadness.

"This was our customer service department," he said quietly. "We had some of the best-trained representatives here. Quick, efficient, and respectful."

the ruined desks

hall that led into a darker room, "was our R&D department. I had high hopes for them. They were working on

once-busy floor. It wasn’t just a workplace

tried to hide. For a moment, he looked proud again, remembering the progress they had made. But just as quickly, that pride faded, replaced by a quiet, bitter acceptance of the

everything

nodded. "Yes. Nothing was left

force would go to such lengths to ruin a company

enough to tear

happened that day? Why hadn’t she heard about this side of the story? She wanted answers

office. Jessica stopped in her tracks. The room was... empty. Completely. Not a single file, chair, not even the nameplate on the door or paper

eyes and turned to Davis. "Don’t you think something about this doesn’t add up?"

a simple layoff," she

curious. "What

like your staff just walked away because of layoffs or a company shutdown.

a quick glance around "It seems they were harassed. Maybe even threatened. Possibly

Go on, what else do you

Whoever did this wanted to make sure no one would dare stay

he said quietly, his eyes staring at some distant, invisible point but not without giving a

exactly what happened."

Jessica’s eyes widened. "What?"

back slightly against the wheelchair, his voice low and thoughtful. "I never told you what happened just before my

she replied, eyes

the day of the accident, Ethan reported to me that the company was under attack. He said a group of local people had

a thought.They claimed to be protesting, but it felt more organized than that. It wasn’t just a protest over our product effect

here,

indication." He said,

Ethan’s report was real? Could it have been a setup and this was

report? He’s too sharp for that. And

trying to do is mark out the time frame because it will

Davis’s accident. The media had only said he was on his way to a business meeting when the crash happened.

planned this... and knew your schedule?" she