Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 228: Top priority...

"Boom!" It was like a detonation in Davis’s head. The floor beneath him seemed to dip, his vision tilted. His hand trembled lightly, his eyes widening as the words continued to echo in his ears. Yet, one word resonated drowning out everything else.

"Pregnant."

It felt foreign and unfamiliar as it struck him like a thunderclap tearing through a calm sky, the sound of lightning slicing across his thoughts.

For a moment, he stood frozen, rooted to the spot,—paralyzed, staring, breath shallow, lips parted but unable to form words.

Jessica, watching his stunned silence, felt her heart race with growing trepidation. His reaction was far from what she had imagined. She didn’t know whether to fear it or brace for impact. She didn’t want to imagine his next action. She feared what he might say.

She stared at the man who had just moments ago been full of life, now turned to stone by a single sentence. Under any other circumstance, it might have been amusing. But not now. Not with something so life-altering. Perhaps she’d laugh about it later—but not now.

As Davis remained silent, unmoving, just staring at her, her nerves which had only just begun to settle after she worked hard to calm them frayed all over again.

Her pulse jumped violently. Her heart thudded in her chest, loud and fast, threatening to burst free. She couldn’t take it anymore.

She slid toward the edge of the bed and stood up slowly. His body remained still, but his eyes followed her, silently. Tentatively, she reached out and took his hand in hers, her fingers caressing the back of his palm.

"Dav, can you say something? You’re scaring me." Her voice was barely above a whisper, as if she were mumbling to herself.

Davis withdrew his gaze on her briefly as his eyes landed instead on the pregnancy test strips she’d left on the bed—their red lines glaring back at them as if daring anyone to question their truth.

lips parted, but no words came. Emotion

a long sigh. She had been shocked when she first discovered it, but compared to Davis, she realized she had been too calm. But now

what I said?" she asked again, her tone gentle and her voice steadier

a word, he pulled her

wide, caught completely off guard. She froze, unsure where to place her hands, stunned by the

breath. "Dav... I can’t

heard him murmur, voice shaky and thick with

rapidly. "Did you just say ’thank you’?" she asked, her voice laced with

answered her, soft and sincere, before he pulled her into another embrace

he said. "I’m really grateful... for

She had prepared herself for rejection, confusion, denial even for anger—but not

the first time. Then he guided her gently to sit on the bed, crouching before her, his eyes searching her face as if trying to

tangled together, too complex to

ever hear those words," he said quietly.

does that

reason to lift my head high again? Angry? When I had just been handed a miracle?" He

Desmond’s mocking words from not long ago: "Getting a wife is the best you can do now, considering your condition. People like you don’t always perform.

sting of those words bit deep but he

dead or so he thought. Even hope. But in just a few