Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 419 419: Let your emotions guide you

With Jessica awake and still in the hospital for observation, Davis adjusted his schedule of work.

Though she had lost the memories of their days together, for Davis it didn't matter. He was ready to build a new one, he was ready to start all over again on a clean slate… this time not forced but with total willingness.

Yet, in this resolve, Davis had a challenge. There was a wide communication gap between them.

With Jessica's memory reverting to the events of two years before the time of the accident, Davis found himself at a crossroad on how to bridge the gap.

In those two years, he had no place in her life and no space in her heart.

That reality cut him deeply. The pain of being excluded now felt almost identical to the torment he endured while she was still asleep.

To put it mildly, she was present but unreachable.

For five days, Richard came by the hospital, spending a few hours each time to help her reacquaint herself with her present life.

He prepared several reports of major events, biographies of friends with details of how they met, and small notes about important circumstances carefully drawn out.

The intention was simple: perhaps these fragments would either trigger her memory to remember or at least ease the awkwardness her amnesia had created in her relationships

But none of these reports contained her marriage or her life with Davis for the two years they had spent.

Richard had been the one to compile everything and every detail, but he had deliberately erased Davis from the narrative.

Jessica eventually called him out on it. He only shrugged. "I can't do anything about that. Your relationship with him has always been private and personal. I might have known a little, but I think it's best if you meet him again on your own terms." His lips curved into a smirk.

Jessica was furious. "Richard, the last time I checked you're still my…"

He didn't let her finish. "Jess, you married Davis. I'm just your sworn brother. I hope you rediscover your husband, not through papers or my words, but through yourself."

His answer silenced her, though inside she burned. For Richard, though, this was deliberate.

He wanted Jessica to recover her memories naturally, but even more, he wanted her to rediscover her husband without anyone else's influence, without reviews, without reports just by heart.

them to meet

the Brown

lady accepting a marriage proposal forced by necessity, goal,

open for Davis to turn the table

his wife properly and create fresh memories that would change their stories of trial and trepidation to

a silent companion. His

morning, brought her breakfast at eight, returned to the company at nine, and by noon he was back at

of care or or stepping in to meet her needs before she voiced them; an action that proved

does he know my habits

her aching temples as she tried to recall even a sliver of their life together. Nothing

her space was invaded, but as the days went on, she came to

about ten days in the hospital, the doctor

thought she would be returning to her mansion at her secret base, Davis had

heart racing as Davis

dialed Richard's number, hoping to inform him to come over to the hospital

life at her house, but the thought of leaving the presence of Davis roused mixed emotions within her

the discharge process, he returned to

around the ward, Jessica's eyes followed him, her

this feel

I find this

it wasn't in

Then where?"

questions, her body did the opposite. She carefully stepped down from

seriously and his heart swarmed with uncertainties when he

He stiffened.

amused and inexplicably at ease. She meant to

he asked

felt the arm loosening, a sense of loss washing over him, and his shoulders sagged as her

Davis sighed.

Her eyes darted everywhere else. "Sorry, I didn't mean to… I just don't know what happened… I thought—" she

relieved. Though memories might be lost, the

her, bent down to meet her gaze.