Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 384: I should raise my voice...

At the international airport of Country Z, Ethan and Davis walked side by side toward the exit.

Ethan, as usual, handled their few pieces of luggage with quiet efficiency, while Davis, still unsettled from the long flight, switched off airplane mode on his phone the instant they stepped out.

His fingers, restless, dialed the one number that had haunted him throughout the journey. But the call didn’t connect.

A frown tightened his jaw. He tried again, only for his phone to buzz with a notification instead.

For a fleeting moment his chest tightened then relaxed when he read the message.

Relief softened his expression, a quiet smile tugging at his lips even though the call had not gone through.

"Long time, Mr. Raven," a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a sharply prominent nose greeted warmly, his smile bright as he approached.

Pulling the car door open, he stood aside respectfully.

"Long time," Davis returned the greeting with a firm handshake, his gaze steady.

Ethan, less formal, clasped the man into a friendly hug before they slipped into the car and they left the bustling airport behind.

Their car glided smoothly through the city lights toward their hotel.

"Are we joining the summit immediately?" Ethan asked, flipping through Davis’ schedule with practiced focus.

"Not yet. I have to see him first," Davis replied, a subtle glint of warmth flickering in his otherwise composed eyes.

"Are we going now?"

"Get to the hotel first. We’ll discuss after," he said, leaning back against the armrest, closing his eyes.

A single thought weighed heavily on him: he needed to arrive at the hotel quickly and see if he could contact her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be at peace.

"Any updates about events back in the country?"

"Not until we settle in the hotel," Ethan replied evenly.

"Alright. Keep me informed," Davis instructed, though his voice had grown distant.

away, wandering to Jessica as he pondered

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Hospital, Jessica sat in the backseat, her legs crossed, the Alpha Project files that Davis had given her days ago spread open

as she went through every clause, her sharp eyes picking up every questionable

her phone and dialed. "Send me all the documents and information you’ve gathered on the Louis family...their assets, their business trends, everything," she instructed briskly before ending the

no

she asked flatly, "How many minutes before we

driver checked the rearview mirror, his eyes briefly meeting her composed yet sharp reflection. "About ten minutes,

it five,"

eyes widened slightly at the decisiveness in her tone, but he nodded. "Yes,

harder on the gas pedal and the

pulled

down , she paused her movement and clicked on the mail, her lips

Then her expression hardened.

screen one

Louis group,

sham project

abandoned by Davis...Allen Group in

Louis Group loses faith in the Allen Group

hit as Louis Group

loss over their partnership with the

out, her brows furrowed deeper with each headline. Her hand tightened

she muttered coldly, a dangerous smirk tugging

the driver reminded

turned dark. Adjusting her mood, she stepped down from the car but then her gaze caught sight of a sleek black car that pulled up

for a while, shrugged her shoulders and

wasn’t planning on spending much time with

a brief pleasantries, "I am in a hurry, just run a quick check-up on the

isn’t how it works or

the shelf for the moment," she retorted as

swiftly ran a few checks on her belly. "The foetus is alive and well, but Jessica, you really have to take control of the sort of stress

of stillbirth." Jessica smirked as she turned to her side before she lifted herself

I think you should come back for an ultrasound scan," she murmured