Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 247: Watts family 1

With the night already spent, Davis didn’t linger and didn’t bother wasting time, he pressed a soft kiss on her forehead and stood up.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the bathroom, shedding his exhaustion with every article of clothing as he prepared for a hot bath. The trials and tribulations of relaunching the company had finally come to an end and the weight of relaunching had finally lifted.

As he sank into the hot water, Davis let out a deep sigh, the warmth soothing the aches in his body and predominantly his legs. The strain had become a quiet but constant companion constantly bothering him lately—so much so that he sometimes wondered if he was pushing too hard, just like she always warned..

The hot water worked its magic, soothing both the numbness and the lingering ache. By the time Davis stepped out and dried off, he felt the edge of fatigue dulling. Dressed in comfortable pajamas, he returned to the bedroom and slipped beneath the sheets.

As though she sensed him in her sleep, Jessica stirred and instinctively rolled into his arms, her body curling into his.

A soft smile tugged at Davis’s lips. Holding her in moments like this reassured him. She was his wife—his to protect, his to keep and no one could take that from him. With that comforting thought and a content sigh, Davis closed his eyes and let sleep pull him under, peace settling over their home.

~Watts Family House~

The scene and atmosphere in the Watts household couldn’t be more different. A complete opposite of Davis’s peaceful home and every other home in Noveira.

In the grand dining hall, key members of the family were seated around a long, polished table,their expressions stern and focused.

At the head of the table sat Elder Watts. Years of experience in the business world had etched deep lines into his face.

Before each of them lay an open file, and a projector cast figures and charts onto the screen at the end of the wall as their gazes were locked on it.

Before the projector, Tricia stood confidently, presenting a detailed report on the upcoming launch. She spoke with clarity and poise. Outlining the vision for the launch,its scope, its market impact, projected impact, and long-term benefits.

at the head of the table, listened intently. Years of leadership

said finally, "progress is good, growth is necessary. But remember, we must never lose sight of our core

to maintain them. We cannot abandon that

is merely a spark in the wind—new, noisy, and untested. The

your opponent." Another

I mentioned earlier, J&D is a fledgling company that’s just making a temporary splash. It’s

forward. "Still... I agree with your grandfather, perhaps it’s wise to postpone the launch. Once the hype and noise around J&D dies down which shouldn’t take long, you can proceed without the

have already been finalized. The hall is booked, invitations confirmed. Canceling now.... Canceling now would be more than an embarrassment—it would be a reputational blow and

were murmurs of agreement

the newly launched company?" a voice

the Watts group and until then it remains in the background." Tricia

an option and no matter what, her company already had a long standing presence in Noveira

the far end, a voice cut through

calm yet cutting, "this may sound strange but did you have anything to

fell like a

She met his gaze coldly. "Daniel, are you seriously suggesting I would stoop to sabotage over

into a small, icy smile. "I didn’t say you did. I just

with rage, her jaw clenched. She wanted nothing more than to slap him, to lash out, to remind

the head of the table. "Grandpa, don’t you think backing out now would hurt

from Tricia to Daniel, aware of the cold war and ongoing rivalry brewing between them. He stayed neutral, especially since Charles had