Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 229: Is it wrong to dote on my wife?

With the news finally settling and the shock subsiding, Davis pulled Jessica into a deep embrace, pressing a kiss to her lips—a silent declaration of appreciation and acceptance.

Settling beside her, he picked up his phone and ordered room service. Within moments, the meals arrived. They shared a hearty meal which could be regarded as a celebration of the good news.

With careful selection, Jessica avoided a few dishes that had the tendency to make her nauseous.

With her emotions totally rattled today, she felt tired and worn out, barely keeping her eyes open till the end of the meal.

After the meal, Davis summoned Ethan to issue a few quick, urgent instructions regarding matters to be taken care of. "No matter what the cost might be, secure a comfortable apartment for us tonight," he said.

During the course of the meal, his eyes had scanned the hotel suite, and he made a mental note: they needed to relocate to a private residence as soon as possible.

Living in a hotel no longer seemed practical—not for the long haul, not with everything unfolding. The hotel had its own limitations and discomfort. He preferred his wife to settle down in a more comfortable environment.

Ethan stared at him in shock at the instructions. They had returned together in the afternoon after a series of meetings, and he had never mentioned moving out of the hotel.

Besides, they had only used the hotel as a temporary location to crash until the end of the business trip, but seeing him now demanding an apartment—"isn’t that too rash or had something happened?"—he mulled over it while suppressing the urge to question him.

"Sir, the price of securing an urgent apartment at this time might be exorbitant and beyond our budget," he said.

Davis glanced at him lightly. "Exorbitant? I don’t care. Beyond budget? It shouldn’t be a problem to increase the budget, right?" he smirked.

Ethan sighed. He felt he couldn’t keep up with his boss’s thinking pattern today. He made a decision to carry out the instruction to the last letter.

As he left Davis’s hotel room, he quickly used every one of the contacts available to him to search for the apartment, and in the space of four hours, a new apartment was made available.

Davis instructed him to facilitate their relocation to the new apartment that night. Ethan was surprised at his urgent decision yet was not going to ask, because for every bit of decision taken, he was sure it was as important as it seemed.

~The next day~

The first light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. Birds chirped faintly in the distance, but inside the suite, everything was still—peaceful.

Jessica stirred slowly, her lashes fluttering as her eyes adjusted to the light. For a moment, she lay there, her hand instinctively brushing over her abdomen. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Was this real?"She mused.

answer her own thoughts, a warm

"You’re awake."

to find Davis already sitting up beside her, his back resting against the headboard, a tablet in one hand as he went through the morning news and a tray of breakfast and a bowl of freshly cut

"You’re up

seen.

brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Is everything okay?" she asked with

half-smile. "Everything’s perfect. I

been exciting,

tilted her head. "About what?" She

to touch her stomach lightly. "About

She stared at him.

"I’m going to be a father. I don’t think anything’s more serious than

to ask you, how was the meeting

of hand that she was unable to ask

late?" she asked in a quiet voice that seemed to carry guilt for not caring, but for

question, he lifted the tray toward her. "You must be

"Breakfast?" She asked.

affirmation "Monitored the preparation. No caffeine," he said with

and shook her head as she made to leave the bed. "Will eat after a bath," she replied, settling

before changing into comfy wears and settled

hungry easily, especially in the morning?" Davis asked with surprise as she had went about her morning routine

learn that?" Jessica asked. She hadn’t known him to be previously

to get me some good books about pregnancy. I

help but burst into a fit of laughter. "You’ve read articles

And have also taken notes of certain things to avoid—no junk food, no skipped meals—and

launched into a detailed list of do’s and don’ts—rules he insisted would guide her daily routine from

disbelief as he rattled off instructions with the precision of someone who had been specially trained to

Davis as a caring

Davis looked thoughtful. "I think we should have the doctor come over to check on you before Friday—just to be

Whatever the cost, he was ready to pay it to keep her safe until their child was

back slightly, his fingers brushing her cheek. "There’s one more

bells rang insistently