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.

of jealousy?" Davis asked with a soft smile

seems like most of my subordinates now report to you

blessing to live a long, peaceful life with him. What else

free to command my subordinates as much as you want," he

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

first time seeing your

and worn out, she wanted to support him. He needed this step forward, and the only way to encourage him

understood his way of doing things. If Davis discovered she was unwell, not only would he cancel the outing, but he’d also

her bones

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

studying her

just because I’m sitting?" she teased,

between them. "Alright. Rest for

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

the bed," Davis said gently, brushing aside a few

incoherent, and he shook

would have

bedroom and returned moments later with a thick blanket. With tenderness, he draped it over her, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, his fingers lingering just a

sank into slumber, Davis returned to his work—his mind already mapping out the mountain ahead. He switched on his laptop and retrieved some of

company within just one week, Davis had much to do to succeed—Restructuring. Securing investment. Creating a relaunch plan that would inspire confidence

having the day off, he must do things by himself. He had

securing fresh investments and

had taken a hard hit and couldn’t