Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 422

Chapter 1077

Zada’s eyes lit up. “The boat’s here!”

Sierra froze. A boat? She hadn’t actually expected one to show up.

The phone call earlier hadn’t even gone through–she had just been talking to herself. So this boat definitely wasn’t here for Zada.

But if Zada got on that boat and left, that would ruin everything.

After all her careful planning, Sierra had still missed something. She was speechless.

Zada turned to her with a bright smile. “Thank you so much, Sierra. The boat’s here. I’m getting on now–I’m finally leaving this place.”

Sierra panicked. “Wait! You didn’t bring any luggage or money, did you? You don’t even know anyone out there! Just wait a second. I’ll grab you some cash!”

She was trying to stall Zada, to trap her with an excuse.

But Zada caught her hand. “No, it’s fine. I’ve got some money on me, and it’s enough to get by. What matters right now is getting on that boat!”

Sierra’s heart started to race.

Zada brought her own money? Then what excuse could she use to stop Zada? One way or another, she couldn’t let Zada leave.

Where the hell was Shaun? And how did this boat just happen to show up right now?

A chill ran down Sierra’s spine. Something about tonight felt wrong. She could sense that trouble was about to hit.


She said quickly, “I just remembered that Emerson never sent me the ticket info!”

Zada froze. “What? He didn’t send it? But the boat’s already here! How am I supposed to get on without a ticket?

“I don’t know what’s wrong with that guy,” Sierra said, pretending to sound annoyed.

“Then call him!” Zada urged. “Please, call Emerson right now! I have to get out of here. Mr. Lane’s people are after me. If they catch me, I’m done for! And I’ll never find out who killed Halsey!”

Sierra put on a sympathetic face. “I know, I know. I’m worried too. I’ll call him right now.”

She pulled out her phone and dialed a fake number.

Zada leaned in. “Did he pick up?”

Sierra frowned. “Not yet. Come on, Emerson, where are you? Pick up, damn it!”

Zada grew more anxious. “Try again! Please!”

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“He’s not answering,” Sierra said, feigning frustration. “He’s probably busy. Let’s just wait a bit.”

Zada frowned. “Are you sure this Emerson guy’s reliable?”

“Of course he is,” Sierra lied smoothly. “Let me try again. Just stay calm.”


She dialed the same empty number once more, knowing no one would ever answer. She only needed to buy time until Shaun got here.

Phone in one hand, she scanned the horizon, silently begging for Shaun to appear.

Normally, he was lightning–fast, especially when it came to anything involving Halsey. He’d practically fly over if needed. But tonight, he was taking forever.

No matter how hard she stared, he never showed.

When Sierra finally turned back, her heart skipped a beat–Zada was gone.

She looked toward the dock and saw Zada standing by the boat, talking to the captain. From their gestures, it looked like she was asking questions. The man nodded.

Then Zada came running back, grinning from ear to ear. “Sierra! No need to wait! You don’t have to call Emerson anymore!”Chapter 421 421: Meeting the twins...

After a few hours at Jessica's mansion, they both left the house. Jessica felt frustrated about the situation.

She had actually doubted the fact she was married, but after this visit and with several photos and videos of her and Davis together, her doubt had been cleared.

And now it was replaced with worry, and her thoughts couldn't help but race with trepidation and fear.

"How would I lose such a memory?"

"What exactly happened?"

"Though I might be able to build new ones, the old is certainly needed."

"I really have to jog up this memory in one way or another?"

Beside her, Davis caught her troubled expression and shook his head, resigning himself to her silence, letting her be with her thoughts.

The visit had at least given him a stepping stone, a chance to reintroduce himself, to explain fragments of their life together. It was progress, though far from enough.

As they approached his estate, Davis slowed at the gate and glanced at her. His voice was gentle, deliberate. "Babe, we are home."

Jessica froze, her eyes fixed on the gate. She understood what he meant as the weight of his words sank deep.

longing. For the first time since leaving the hospital, she felt cornered by a

She remembered the pain that flashed on his face days ago when she refused

again, Davis was giving her the chance to refuse


reluctant to refuse, she hoped he could always accompany her,

she met his gaze "How long have we been married?" she

didn't know

.

I don't remember you… or whatever it is we had. But I need you

his ribs. His hand gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles whitened.

and worn out. He had hoped that their visit would be enough that she would finally accept their life together, that she would

she would give them

she would no longer insist on living outside his

have thought… yet he didn't want to

a lot, and above all, he didn't want

his thoughts dangled from one point to another, Jessica shook her head. She was certain he

exhaled deeply and unbuckled her seat belt, turning to him. His blurry eyes made her heart


with shock, relief, and confusion swirling in them. His lips parted but he couldn't form

I'm only asking you…

finally spoke.

years, give

"Don't worry about the memories," he whispered,

hold her for a heartbeat, then pulled away but not

swiping at his damp eyes with the back of his palm. He lacked words

waiting for them, he drove into the compound in

a small group of waited eagerly. Jessica glanced at

you fit for discharge. There's no need keeping it

rubbed her temples. In her memory, she never had a family waiting for her to return

aside her grandmother, others had always

group, her eyes stung. "Have they always been this way for the past two


nodded. "Yes, they had, most especially Deborah, who had to nag… packing up snacks, food, and

caught sight of a familiar figure amongst the group, but as she wanted to ask, Davis turned off the

there are some you have not met because they aren't in town," he said as he unclasped her

door for her. Jessica

know why, but she had mixed feelings about

helped her step down. Holding her hand in his, he

glistening with tears

notes Richard had prepared earlier, Jessica managed

and happy

feeling that she had once been

meet the twins," Davis

"Twins?" she asked, confused.

them the first time you hadn't woken up,

Deborah standing behind her

you lead the way." She said though

took the stairs leading them towards the nursery. She stopped at a

can go in," she said with

stood transfixed staring at

so much energy to keep them safe during

pushed the door open, gently he held her hand and led

breath catch in her throat as she took in the sight of the twins nursery. There's no doubt Davis had taken out his time to plan for the kids even when she

and airy, painted in a soft neutral tone of cream with gentle touches of sky blue and pink to balance

matching cribs stood side by side, each dressed in cozy

dresser doubled as a changing table, neatly stocked with baby essentials, while a soft rug

decals of clouds, moons, and animals added

the window sat a rocking chair, perfect for late-night cuddles, with a small bookshelf nearby holding colorful

middle-aged women held the children in their bosoms. Seeing them, they stood up. Their gazes

breath to steady her fraying nerves, legs trembled as she

in her arms, Davis

women who stood some distance away, lingering in silence. "Don't worry about them," he said softly, his gaze sliding back to the

eyes warmed as he stepped closer. "Do you mind if I help you carry one of

gaze swept over the two babies, their distinct features that

gaze fixed on her face as though to see her, her chest tightened,

the reason…I felt lost." Her voice cracked but as she watched their tiny hands wriggle against the blankets,

you think I have also missed and neglected them

a minimal opportunity to be with them or even to

intervals and spoke to them. At some point, they had became his only confidants,

would spend the brief moment he had with

was to see her lying in the ICU fighting for

powerless and couldn't do

times, words failed him, and he would simply stand there, watching the fragile rise and fall of their tiny chests while his

visits had always been riddled with pain, frustration, and


the shadow of his despair, he had rarely paused to appreciate them, to truly see them as God's gift, to see them as two miracles accompanying him

look like or to appreciate them as God's gift in

their mother above them, not like he would

them had only shrunk further becoming less and less

into a routine; arriving from the hospital at seven, slipping into the nursery to spend thirty minutes with them, then rushing

ready, Deborah would be waiting at the door with his breakfast packed in a thermo, and soon after, he

to his

tiny hands, and their familiar soft coo sound

with a glance backwards, Davis felt a sharp ache

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