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 swim?" she

swim across the Atlantic...always the

endless and cruel. Frustration filled his voice. "Babe...let me hold you,"

her footsteps only paused briefly, then she resumed her

you came for me?

though pain flickered behind it. "Hubby,

I love you too, but we must live well...not just me. Us."

She

and then came a deafening boom, followed by the heavy splash of water.

Jessica!" His voice tore through the woods as he ran, panic burning

"Sir! Sir!"

stood over him, concern

His breath ragged, his heart thumping harder,

He reached to check his temperature, but there was no

Davis murmured again and again, tears swelling in

dreamt?" Ethan asked

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

Ethan reassured

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

"Five," Ethan answered.

again, clear and vivid. "Hubby,

felt his heart gouged out. If only there was a means to call her, to hear her voice, but then five hours...he

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

their car had

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

another convoy, trained security teams leapt out, forming tight formation, rescue kits already in hand.

units, different affiliations. Yet none of that mattered now. They had all come for one mission...rescue

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

voices chaotic yet