Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 331: My wife and I are expecting a baby...

With the dining hall beautifully arranged, the table was exquisitely furnished, showcasing a carefully curated selection of dishes.

Side by side, local and continental delicacies competed for attention. There was Agbugbu (Fiofio) na ji, steaming bowls of the nsala, and the richly flavored ofe onugbu, accompanied by tender ọkpa ehi agwọro agwọ.

On the continental side were tender steak, golden fried rice, and creamy mac and cheese and a coleslaw as dessert, each dish meticulously arranged giving a testament to Deborah’s culinary expertise

Several bottles of assorted wines and juices were thoughtfully placed, giving the entire spread an aromatic, colorful, and enticing atmosphere.

One after another, they took their seats in a natural order that subtly reflected their positions and status. Davis, gently holding Jessica’s hand, descended the staircase in his usual relaxed manner.

Upon reaching the dining table, he pulled out a chair for Jessica with care and, once she had settled in, took his place at the head of the table.

His gaze swept across the array of vibrant, aromatic colourful dishes, thoughtfully prepared with a balance of local and international tastes.

It was as though Deborah had offered them a culinary spectrum of choice, allowing each guest to indulge according to their tastes.

"Alex," Davis said, leaning slightly forward, "what do you think? What caught your eye?" A smile playing on his lips.

Alex chuckled. "Davis, the real question is what hasn’t caught my eye. But since you asked... then let’s say I’m trying everything. At least a taste of each."

"So greedy," Ethan muttered under his breath with a teasing grin.

"Davis, your assistant needs a leash," Alex quipped, casting a playful glance Ethan’s way.

"Assistant?" Davis raised an eyebrow. "I don’t have one at the moment. I’m already putting out a notice for one, unless you’ve got someone to recommend?"

Ethan’s smile faltered, his hand froze slightly, his fingers curling briefly but he released it immediately taking breath. His eyes locked with Davis’s, who merely shrugged, his expression unreadable.

Ethan’s gaze flicked toward Jessica, but she remained silent. His heartbeat quickened. Bella, sitting beside him, lightly patted his arm, urging him to remain calm.

They couldn’t quite make sense of what Davis and Jessica were up to. The words were measured and with no expression on their face, it became an impossible feat.

Alex tilted his head, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Ethan. "Is there a problem? Or have you been falling short in your responsibilities?" he asked, his tone more curious than accusing.

Ethan didn’t have an answer. Truthfully, no one could decipher what was going on in Davis’s mind lately. His actions had turned unpredictable.

worry later. After all, Davis was the type

he focused back on the food. Just then, Davis glanced at Jessica,

the meal," Davis started, his eyes moving slowly across the table, "we have a few things to

fell across the room as everyone turned their attention to

of the best friends we’ve had through thick and thin," he said sincerely.

that my wife and I

the realization dawned. Their

through the room along with waves of congratulatory

eyes widened in surprise, while the women exchanged knowing

silent breath of relief, grateful she hadn’t spoiled the

Davis continued, "Ethan, don’t feel offended that I said you’re no longer

paused as eyes

always been more than that. But starting tomorrow, you will officially take over the position of Chief Operating Officer of the group and all its subsidiaries. I

always remained within the Allen family. It

Jessica. As

Was this her decision?

And what about Aaron?

thoughts, Jessica spoke, "It wasn’t my decision. It was your boss’s. And

Davis was down, you didn’t walk away, even when Desmond almost cost you your life. You

your back on him. We are

with emotion. Still, his heart pounded at what might come

point, he had no other option, he had always stood with

ties with your adopted family,"

like a thunderclap, totally

seen, they never treated

added firmly, "You deserve happiness. Cutting ties with

"I

problem," Davis

take any name you choose, and we’ll have it legally established and registered. Besides... who knows? You might

exhaled, visibly relieved. "Sis, thank you for helping

they had used and degraded Ethan. She had tried to talk to him, to make him

by loyalty, guilt, or maybe hope. But now, with this decision, maybe he could finally