Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 214: A crippled husband can’t take care of you?

With the work she intended to do already completed by the man peacefully sleeping on the bed, Jessica saw no reason to linger around the hotel room when there were so many other things to do and the ticking clock doesn’t wait for anybody.

Slipping out quietly, she walked over to the balcony, taking in the morning view of Noveira—the city bustling with liveliness, the citizens hurrying through the morning rush. As the morning breeze caressed her face, she took in a deep breath, her thoughts spinning quickly with plans.

Slowly, she pulled out her phone and dialed Ethan. He picked up immediately. "Good morning, Ethan," she greeted softly as soon as the call connected.

On the other end, Ethan hesitated feeling conflicted about how to respond. His heart stammered in his chest. She was their lady boss, and he was just a subordinate with privilege.

Also, She isn’t just anyone—she was Jessica. Brilliant. Sharp. Unapproachable. How was he supposed to return her casual morning greeting? He exhaled, voice barely audible through the speaker, "Morning, ma’am."

Jessica’s lips tugged into a smile, amused by how nervous and burdened he felt just responding to her greeting, even though she had never felt awkward initiating it.

She could practically feel his discomfort over the phone, and somehow, that amused her. "Prospective brother-in-law, and you’re still stumped by a simple greeting?" she teased, her voice light.

She couldn’t help but imagine Ethan’s reddened ears, embarrassed face and eyes darting away if he were standing in front of her.

She had always told him not to feel burdened and uptight around her. It made her wonder if this was the same fearless Ethan who would’ve kicked her out the door if she ever harmed Davis.

"Madam, you know it’s not that easy," he finally said, his troubled voice filtering through the phone after a deep breath.

"Ethan, I have said this over and over again, can you treat me like a normal human?" She asked warily.

Ethan kept silent, he didn’t know how to reply to this request. Over the years, he had been quiet close to Davis yet in certain cases he had always treated him like his superior while in some it was casual.

But Jessica’s case is quiet different and complicated—she is the wife of his boss. "How can she request to be treated simply when he was supposed to hug her thigh?"

chuckle. "Can you send

them immediately after the call," Ethan replied, relaxing a little, waiting for further instructions. But

"How’s Bella?" she smirked.

nothing but the weight of the

his heart leap to his throat.

Jessica was teasing him over the phone too—quite miserable. Gathering his thoughts quickly, he gave the safest response

"That should

treat her like some untouchable deity, she didn’t like it. Until he drops that attitude and sees her

for your message," she said, ending the call. She stood for awhile, her hand tightening over the phone, her gaze into the

Y and their trip

seemed to adopt a new habit she didn’t like. "It seems

deep breath, she turned back into the room. She needed to handle all the matters at hand and return to

the time she returned to the room. Quietly, she walked to the table, opened her laptop,

gaze hardened with focus as she reviewed the list: names, qualifications, strengths. She had instructed Ethan earlier to investigate their post-crisis situations and conduct a quiet survey on who was willing

company design files, initiating necessary changes. By the time she was done, two hours had slipped away. Glancing at her wristwatch, she called for room service,

sitting

"You’re awake?" she asked.

to the laptop, then back to her. His face

he asked, his

scowl on his face. "Angry?" She muttered more to herself. "Shouldn’t I be working?"

wanted to speak but didn’t want to sound harsh.

just..." He reached

uncertain, padded over to him