Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 216: Part of a married life...

The group returned to the hotel happy, grateful, and fulfilled. The hardest part of their work seemed to have been settled.

As the car slowly pulled into the hotel’s parking lot, Ethan helped Davis out and wheeled him carefully into their suite.

Once inside, Davis gave Ethan a curt nod before heading toward the door.

"Ethan, take a break for the day... Maybe use the opportunity to explore Noveira," he said.

Ethan nodded. "I understand." He glanced lightly at Jessica before leaving for his room.

Jessica walked over to the sofa and sat down, her head throbbing. Still, she dared not complain—Davis would worry too much, and he already had a scheduled meeting with some of his friends later.

Davis’s gaze settled on her, sharp as ever, observant. He took in the lines of tension around her eyes, the paleness just under her skin. "Babe, are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"Yes, I’m very, very okay," she replied with a sigh, then added, "I just didn’t expect Mr. Stan to be so sentimental and attached to the company."

"Yes, he is quite sentimental. I’ve noticed that over the years. His motivation stems from his hard work and the goodwill he’s built for the company," Davis explained thoughtfully.

"That’s the benefit of having a manager who’s worth the stress." She smirked, her thoughts drifting to Richard, who had always kept her company afloat while she indulged herself. "When last did you speak with Richard?"

"Last night," Davis said shortly. "He called to ask about you—and how you’re settling into the new environment."

She let her head fall back against the sofa cushion, her words slipping out on a whisper. "I’m becoming obsolete now."

"I’m becoming obsolete now," she murmured, her voice carrying both a complaint and a hint of relief.

Davis asked with a soft smile dancing on his

most of my subordinates now report to you rather than

like they had all given her their blessing to live a long, peaceful life

to command my subordinates as much as

glanced briefly at his watch before looking back at her. "Do you still

important—it’ll be your first time seeing your friends again since the accident

support him. He needed this

of doing things. If Davis discovered she was unwell, not only would he cancel

heavy and her bones seemed to ache

narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked gently, watching

again, studying

are you doubtful just because I’m sitting?" she teased, pretending

the sound easing some of the tension between them. "Alright. Rest for a bit.

deeper into the sofa. She had wanted to rest all along, and now the permission to do so

over to the bed," Davis said gently, brushing aside a few stray strands of hair from her

incoherent, and he shook

he rose from the wheelchair and stretched lightly relieving the tension. Though he would have preferred carrying her to the bed himself, his still-recovering leg made

over her, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, his fingers lingering just

mapping out the mountain ahead. He switched on his laptop and retrieved

one week, Davis had much

the day off, he must do things

securing fresh

in diverse products—beauty, healthcare, and food. With the shutdown, it had taken a hard hit and couldn’t restart without a solid