Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 248: Watts family 2

Davis and Jessica slept in that morning. Despite the warm shafts of sunlight flickering into the room, neither of them stirred. Since their arrival to Noveria, this was one of the rare mornings that offered complete peace—no itinerary, no obligations. Just the quietness of the morning.

For Jessica, the peace was more than welcome, her pregnancy symptoms coupled with the medication she took the previous night made it even harder to wake. The phone buzzed continuously on the bedside table with a persistent reminder.

Davis stirred first. Still groggy, his hand reached toward the table, blindly groping until it found the device. As he prepared to silence the alarm, his half-lidded eyes caught a glimpse of the reminder notification: "Watt’s Family Launch." His hand froze mid-air, and his eyes opened fully.

A heavy breath left his chest as he stared at the message, torn between waking Jessica or letting her rest. It was surprising how something so simple as deciding whether or not to wake someone—could suddenly feel monumental and weighty.

While still deliberating, the phone buzzed again with a new notification—an unread email. Davis hovered his hand over the screen, tempted to unlock it, but in the end, he dropped it back on the table.

Just then, a new email notification appeared. His hand hovered over the screen, hesitating to unlock it.

After a moment’s pause, he placed the phone back on the table with a conclusion "there is no need to be troubled with the affairs of the Watts family..

He turned to her and gave a gentle nudge.

"Babe, wake up," he whispered, his tone warm and tender.

Jessica groaned lightly and burrowed deeper into the duvet. "Can I sleep a little longer?" she mumbled.

"Of course," Davis smiled. "But wake up first, take your medication and eat something. Then you can go right back to sleep."

She didn’t respond.

Jessica stirred slightly, burrowing deeper into the duvet, her eyes shut tight.

"Can I sleep a little longer?" she mumbled.

"Of course," he said. "But wake up, take your breakfast and medication, then sleep again."

It was the best compromise he could offer. He didn’t want her stressing over people who didn’t matter.

After several attempts and no real response, Davis gave up. Slowly, he disentangled himself from her, got ready for the day, and mentally prepared to handle her unfinished business.

But first, he needed clarity—he needed the truth behind recent events and a clear picture of the situation surrounding the Watts family.

sitting room where Ethan, having received his message five minutes

stood and greeted him

"Good morning, sir."

Davis returned the nod.

he asked casually

in the room. His boss never asked questions like that. Was he joking? Or had his

chuckled at the

"Surprised by my question?"

nodded twice, honest in his

need to be," Davis said with a soft sigh. "You’ve worked hard for this cause, and I’m

usually came in the form of money—more work, more money. But this—this was different. This was heartfelt. And for that, Ethan

old Davis—cold, robotic, focused solely on work and results—he found himself loving this version more: still cold and commanding, but now capable of warmth

to help himself,

Madam," he thought. "She’s

yes," Davis added, "your paycheck will reflect those

nodded, gratitude clear on his

Davis grew serious.

Watts family?" he asked, several emotions flickering in his

Ethan’s expression darkened slightly.

family situation is not

night, I did

The truth struck him like a blow. She had gone that

also discovered that she approached Madam. What they discussed isn’t

did she meet her?"

meeting was brief, but no one could uncover

"She must’ve tried to poach her—completely unaware of

more intel. With each

to teach her a lesson,"

were

do? Who does

turned ice

to

Ethan’s heart skip a beat. He knew—this wouldn’t