Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 394: Hubby, you can’t catch up...

It was a bright sunny day, the weather warm and calm, yet the woods felt much cooler.

The leaves rustled gently as the wind whispered through, sunlight piercing between branches and scattering streaks of gold across the forest floor.

Birds chirped endlessly as they darted through the trees, their flapping wings giving the woods a rhythm of their own.

Somewhere in the distance, a stream rumbled low and steady, its voice blending into the calm of nature.

Through the narrow path walked Davis, dressed in a crisp charcoal suit. His gold watch caught the sunlight, flashing briefly, his expression calm yet unreadable. Beads of sweat clung to his forehead, his pace steady along what felt like an endless path.

Some distance from the stream, he saw Jessica. She was dressed in a simple maternity suit, a milk-coloured chiffon blouse tucked neatly into her pants.

Her hair was gathered loosely with a band, the tips dancing in the breeze. She stood with her back towards the stream, her smile bright and warm.

"Hubby," she called sweetly.

Davis froze. His gaze softened, calm and tender, yet his eyes darted quickly around the woods. "Babe," he called back, voice low, "why are you here?"

Jessica giggled softly. "I waited for you, but you weren’t coming. So, I made a trip here."

He stepped towards her, but she moved back with every step. "Why come alone? Didn’t we agree to go together when I returned?" His tone carried concern.

She shrugged, mischief glinting in her eyes. "Call it my decision." Her hand brushed over her baby bump, gentle and protective. "I just thought...I would give birth here and come home with him."

Davis chuckled, shaking his head. "Aren’t you in a rush? It’s still seven weeks away."

"Who says one can’t give birth before the due date?" she teased, lips curving into a smirk.

Still, she would not stay still. Each time he advanced, she stepped back, edging closer to the stream.

His brow furrowed. "Babe, stop. There’s a stream behind you."

"Are you scared of the stream?" she teased.

"Not scared. But with such a belly...can you even swim?"

Did you just say I can’t

even swim across the Atlantic...always the best," he joked, smiling

stretched, endless and cruel. Frustration filled his voice.

her, but her footsteps only paused briefly, then

mention you came for me?

behind it.

but we must live well...not just me. Us." He stretched his hand,

She pointed

his head and then came a deafening boom, followed by the heavy splash of water. He whipped

tore through the

"Sir! Sir!"

stood over him, concern

heart thumping

asked, unsettled by his condition. He reached to check

again and again,

Ethan asked

It was raw...clear. I lost her. I couldn’t stop her. I couldn’t

Ethan

distraught. He wasn’t having it. "How many hours

"Five," Ethan answered.

his memory again, clear and vivid. "Hubby, you can’t

his heart gouged out. If only there was a means to call her, to hear

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scene of the accident, it was a different situation filled with

away but noticed their car had been blocked from the rear, and a few guards stood brandishing

another two sets of cars drove past them, racing towards the truck that had

formation, rescue kits already in hand. They rushed straight

of that

through the air from each of the team leaders as they struggled on how to reach the crashed car beneath the

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