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.

thoughts, a

"You’re awake."

one hand as he went

blinked. "You’re

ever seen. "Yeah. Had a couple of things

slowly, brushing a strand of hair from her

curved into a half-smile. "Everything’s perfect. I

his company had been exciting, but never

her head. "About what?" She asked in

her stomach lightly. "About knowing that there’s life in

him. "You’re

her a look. "I’m going to be a

sighed lightly, "I forgot to ask you, how was the meeting

so out of hand that she

hope I am not asking late?" she asked in a quiet voice that seemed to carry

lifted the tray toward her. "You must be famished, maybe you can have breakfast first," he

"Breakfast?" She asked.

the preparation. No

as she made to leave the

and had a quick bath before changing into comfy wears and

said that pregnant women get hungry easily, especially in the morning?" Davis asked with surprise as she had went about

She hadn’t known him to be previously married or to have

get me

but burst into a fit of

junk food, no skipped meals—and booked an appointment with an OB-GYN for Friday. The best in

list of do’s and don’ts—rules he

rattled off instructions with the precision of someone who

shifted slightly. She had always known Davis as a caring man—but this

we should have the doctor come over to check on you before Friday—just to be sure everything’s

Not now. Not ever. Whatever the cost, he was ready to pay it to keep her safe

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

the warning bells rang insistently