Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 230: You like it?

Jessica never expected her pregnancy would spark such immediate plans. She had thought Davis might hesitate—perhaps contemplate whether to accept or reject the news. But seeing the joy radiate from him, she was relieved. At least now, there was nothing more to worry about.

Maybe, just maybe, this was the place she could finally call home. A place where her heart would find peace. A heart that would always have room for her. A man whose arms felt like the safest shelter.

After a fulfilling breakfast, she spent quality time with Davis, talking about their hopes and dreams for their little one. As Davis had rightly said, it was time to see a doctor and confirm a few facts. She made a mental note to see to it.

A few minutes before 10 a.m., Jessica gently pulled herself from Davis’s embrace—her safe haven since morning. He had clung to her like his arms could shield her from every harm.

"Duty calls," she smirked, flashing him a mischievous smile. His face darkened at her decision, but he said nothing.

"Be good. I’ll be back safe and sound. Keep frowning like that, and you’ll get wrinkles," she teased.

Davis couldn’t care less about wrinkles. What terrified him more was exposing his family—his growing family—to danger.

He trusted Jessica to handle matters on her own, but with another life now growing inside her, the weight of responsibility had doubled. He had to protect them—both of them.

Left with no choice, he got dressed and accompanied her. When Ethan saw them getting into the car together, a knowing smile crept onto his face.

He had expected this outcome ever since his boss had mentioned keeping Jessica away from the interview she had worked so hard to prepare for.

She had spent several days reviewing documents, reassigning staff, and even creating new departments tailored for the upcoming launch. Her efforts were thorough and admirable.

With everyone settled in the car, they drove off, the vehicle slicing through traffic with swift precision. In no time, they arrived at the venue.

was already seated, waiting. Jessica, Mr. Stan, and Ethan took the lead. The process was smooth and efficient, and

read were ideal for

mourn for herself. If this continues,

him. She had pushed through the interview with sheer willpower. The moment they entered the car, she had told Davis

had adjusted to a more comfortable position and with the right temperature of air conditioner,

house location," Davis instructed, casting a soft glance at

the directions to the driver, and they quickly took an alternate route—one that led to an upscale part of

a highly developed community with good amenities

knew his situation was unique. He couldn’t afford

arrived at the gates of a luxurious estate. Ethan stepped out to present the access pass, and they

car pulled to a stop, Jessica stirred. Rubbing her

wandered, taking in the unfamiliar environment, her brows furrowed

What’s the name of this place?"

hurt you," Davis said gently. "We’re just

or decisions without her.

as she stared at the white bungalow with its floor-to-ceiling glass windows. "What exactly are

first. Then you can decide,"

of the car as Jessica followed closely, her eyes scanning the environment for any signs of danger. But it was quiet with no sense of life

for a calm afternoon tea. She took a deep breath, the fresh

had the chance to explore its serene beauty. She made a silent promise to herself to