Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 348: A new assistant?

Jessica’s eyelids fluttered lightly and slowly she opened her eyes, with the morning light still shrouded in the dark cloudy sky.

It is no doubt she had woken earlier than usual. She glanced at her side, and just as she wished, Davis was sleeping peacefully.

Several files on the nightstand, and at the centre was the centre table and his laptop with some files on it.

"It seems he stayed back in the room to work?" she mused.

Otherwise, nothing could explain the reason why these documents should find their place in the bedroom.

Her gaze settled on his face as she noted the strains and tiredness on it.

She stretched out her hand and massaged it lightly. "He must be quite tired."

She made a mental note to seek out some medications that will help him cope with the stress.

Taking a trip down the memory of events that happened yesterday, she let out a helpless breath.

Yesterday had drained her so much that she slept off in the car and didn’t wake up again until this hour.

A glance around the room and she noticed the untouched food, which, if she wasn’t mistaken, had probably been served last night.

She isn’t surprised that they had remained there. With Davis’ character, he probably had Deborah reheat and serve the food over and over, and in the end, he might have her keep them waiting for when she would wake up, but then she had slept until this morning.

Taking a look down, her clothes had been changed to something much more comfortable. She rubbed her temples lightly.

"I really passed out yesterday," she muttered.

She shook her head with resignation and lay back down, her gaze on the ceiling as she took a mental glance at her schedule for the day.

While still lost in her thought, she didn’t notice Davis waking up until he had his arm wrapped around her waist while he carefully pulled her closer.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing in particular, just thinking about a few things waiting to be done."

Davis sighed. "You are already at the end of the second trimester," he murmured.

her hands to her

the bump, which was now visible that it could no longer be hidden from plain sight. "Shouldn’t you give yourself some

was really grateful they had gone this far, but the issue of securing another rest... "That wouldn’t be necessary. To be clear, I needed

caressed the bump. "Also, I think after visiting the hospital, I

baby bump.

smirk on his lips. "Why haven’t I discovered you

up, her countenance turning serious. Davis laid on his side, his head resting on his hand, his

visiting the

then she felt it necessary to inform him since it will be a long

position slightly

already had the response in his heart as he took in the countenance of her face, but

be handled promptly," she

was her decision. She needed to sort out the problem of identity

some explanation to do. She must have known one or two things

nodded lightly. "Then, let’s go

me. Besides, there is a

He still had a lot to say. But then, just like she said, there are some matters that need to

you have to be careful," he

they both prepared for the day. Together, they went downstairs

two

walked over to the

of the cars pulled away

elevator and arrived at his office with Ethan in tow, with Ethan informing

the end of his statement, Davis took a deep breath. "Any report about Aaron’s whereabouts?"

through a few reports from immigration. He is still within the country, since there is no report of him leaving

his temples in frustration. It still baffles him how Aaron had disappeared overnight, even

help wondering what game he

thought pulled at his heartstrings—"Could there

lookout for him,"

Aaron couldn’t be found, he remains a variable factor that could disrupt every plan he had, and even the security of his

it gives him much

nodded as he turned around to leave the office. He paused and turned back. "Someone applied to be your

up to meet Ethan’s gaze. His gaze was

seen the person?"

have, and from his credentials," he paused as though searching for the right word, "he met the requirements, but then it

reported while giving him a folder containing the details of

back on his seat, tapping his ballpoint pen on

"Yes," Ethan quipped.