Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 289: Decoy

The morning air was warm and gentle. The sun had risen, with light clouds softening its rays as they streamed down to the earth.

A mild breeze drifted lazily through the suburban landscape, the leaves swaying to its rhythm, carrying the fresh scent of blooming flowers and clean streets.

It wasn’t hot or cold—just comfortable and soothing, like slipping into your favorite shirt.

Birds chirped from the trees, their soft melodies blending with the hum of the city as they gradually stirred awake. Everything felt calm and unhurried.

Country Y lay in peaceful stillness, its tabloids featuring only the usual headlines of celebrity scandals, economic updates, and the usual political banter but beneath this calm, a silent storm was beginning to gather in the Allen family.

The sunlight reflected off the body of a sleek black car speeding toward the suburbs, its body gleaming under the morning rays.

Several other vehicles followed at a moderate distance. Inside the car, Davis sat in the back seat, his head resting against the headrest, his eyes closed. But his mind was far from restful. Thoughts churned with options, questions, strategies and answers that seemed just out of reach.

In the passenger seat, Ethan was immersed in work, his laptop balanced on his lap, fingers flying across the keyboard as he worked against time.

Davis had instructed him to finalize the corporate agreement with Devers Group, a multinational agro-technology company.

Devers had long sought collaboration with the Allen Group as a way to enter Country Y’s economy, but the plan had been shelved after Davis’s accident. Desmond had been unaware of the pending deal, so the proposal remained dormant.

Now, it had to be revived. The group had been informed, and the signing which was initially planned to be done in person had been shifted online. A digital certificate of incorporation would follow.

"How long to the destination?" Davis asked, his brows furrowed in thought.

"We should arrive in twenty-five minutes," the driver responded.

"Shorten the time," Davis instructed.

The driver’s heart skipped a beat. He was already doing 100 km/h, and now he was being asked to go even faster.

year?" he muttered under his breath, reluctantly pressing harder

Devers has sent over the signed documents," Ethan reported. "You need to countersign on behalf of

toward Davis,

through the document, his gaze scanning every line, ensuring no clause had been altered, no loophole hidden in plain sight and no

digitally signed the agreement and passed the laptop back

the company seal for the documents?"

to worry about that. Tell them the finalized corporation documents will be sent within two days," Davis

and send a confirmation email to the Devers CEO,

the time the car turned into Jessica’s mansion, Davis had checked his watch

slowed down at the gate, the security team posted at the gate straightened up welcoming him with reverence due to

on him, a thought crossed through his

breath, he resumed his motion, wheeling himself through the ramp. From his breast pocket, he retrieved a key and smoothly unlocked the bedroom door. Once inside, he shut the door and

he swept his gaze around the room. Memories of moments shared with Jessica flooded his

in his heart. He

the safe, keyed in the password, and heard the soft hiss

final decision of the board: the long-awaited share transfer papers, which

as he took out

softly, laced

to pick up the

as much. Missing me already? Then wrap up

will. Definitely.

you later," she added, followed by the beep as the

chatter brought a sense of comfort. Glancing at the sealed envelope in his hand, he felt grateful she had secured it

slowly down the hallway. Ethan appeared beside him, ready

to the garage,"

puzzled. "Is there a