Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 423

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.

Several emotions swirled in her heart…confusion, fear, a flicker of longing. For the first time since leaving the hospital, she felt cornered by a decision only she could make.

She looked at Davis. It was clear what he meant. She remembered the pain that flashed on his face days ago when she refused to return here.

Now, by asking again, Davis was giving her the chance to refuse once more.


But instinctively she found herself feeling reluctant to refuse, she hoped he could always accompany her, but staring at the gate she had her fears, yet she couldn't voice them out.

She inhaled deeply, forcing her courage as she met his gaze "How long have we been married?" she asked.

"For two years," he answered, though uncertainty tugged at his tone; he didn't know why she asked and no matter the reason, it's definitely not important.

.

Jessica nodded, then turned to him, her voice quiet but firm. "Davis, I don't remember you… or whatever it is we had. But I need you to understand me."

His chest tightened, his heart slamming against his ribs. His hand gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles whitened. His eyes reddened while his houghts raced.

At the moment, he felt lost, tired, and worn out. He had hoped that their visit would be enough that she would finally accept their life together, that she would stay.

That she would give them an opportunity to start anew.

That she would no longer insist on living outside his home.

Who would have thought… yet he didn't want to force her. He wouldn't.

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

from one point to another, Jessica shook her head. She

him. His blurry eyes made her heart ache. Gently, she touched his cheek. "Aren't


eyes narrowed with shock, relief, and confusion swirling in them. His lips parted

me. I'm only asking you… to cope

he finally spoke. "So… you're not

two years, give it another two years… let me see if I really

him like sunlight after rain. "Don't worry about the memories,"

let him hold her for a heartbeat, then pulled

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

gate already open, waiting for them, he drove into the

small group of waited eagerly.

shrugged. "The doctor had already declared you fit for discharge. There's no need keeping

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

put more clearly, aside her grandmother, others had always been

"Have they always been


they had, most especially Deborah, who had to nag… packing up snacks, food, and even drinks

amongst the group, but as she wanted to ask,

go down; there are some you have not met because they aren't in town," he said

car, came over, and opened the door for her. Jessica

didn't know why, but she had mixed feelings about this meeting. "Are you

her step down. Holding her hand in his, he

glistening with tears threatening to fall.

notes Richard had prepared earlier, Jessica managed to keep up,

relieved and

the living room, Jessica felt the familiarity, and the feeling that she had once been

meet the twins," Davis

"Twins?" she asked, confused.

time you hadn't woken up, but now that you are awake, you

back and found Deborah standing behind her with

you lead the way." She said though her heart raced with both expectations and

them towards the nursery. She stopped at

can go in," she said

transfixed staring at the closed

her hand. "You expended so much energy to keep them safe during

he held her hand and

the twins nursery. There's no doubt Davis had taken out his

was bright and airy, painted in a soft neutral tone of cream with gentle

matching cribs stood side by side, each dressed in cozy bedding; one

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

decals of clouds, moons, and animals

cuddles, with a small bookshelf nearby holding

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

breath to steady her fraying nerves, legs trembled as

in her arms, Davis sighed with quiet

glanced briefly at the women who stood some distance away, lingering in silence. "Don't worry about them," he said softly, his gaze sliding back to the little trio before him. "She might want to

"Do you mind if I

babies, their distinct features that marked them apart from the other tugged at her

face as though to see her, her chest tightened, and she shook her

never knew they were the reason…I felt lost." Her voice cracked but as she watched

missed and neglected

spent at the hospital beside her had left him with just a minimal opportunity to be with them or even to hold them

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

would spend the brief moment he had with them telling them how

and painful it was to see her lying in the

powerless and couldn't do anything to save

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


as God's gift, to see them as two miracles accompanying him in his wait while clinging to

the chance to bother about what they look like or to appreciate them as God's gift in his moment of waiting for

had always placed their mother above them, not like he would

only shrunk

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

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

adapt to his

he comes in, he would find them awake wriggling their tiny hands, and their familiar soft

standing here and with a glance backwards, Davis felt

appreciate them for being strong. The guilt

"No matter what, you have spent more time with them than I did." She

it settled on the

of his father; deep eyes, a straight nose, sharp jawline, and a startlingly cold expression, as


of Jessica…onyx eyes flecked with honey, ebony hair though still curled due to age, and the

be far easier to say they had been

her," Davis murmured after

ask for her? Shouldn't you be

smirk. "I am. But I'm more concerned about

lips quirked. "I guess you have an

herself wondering why he seemed so eager and much interested to hold their daughter instead of their son.

early that he has a

agreement with Davis' words, the little boy cooed softly,

talked and laughed together, the atmosphere

memory loss bridged as they found warmth and relief

glow draping over the family of four, casting a picture of rare serenity and

called softly. Jessica lifted her gaze, their eyes meeting and locking for a heartbeat before she looked


his voice low. His gaze was fixed on the little girl in his arms, her tiny

throat. Her gaze softened as she stared down at them, with soft caress she patted their cheeks

long time," she murmured, but

just say 'Mom'?" Her brow furrowed at the word as her thoughts raced. It had escaped her lips so fast and natural beyond her expectation,

I am a

curled up with amusement. He had glanced at her the moment she spoke but when no panic followed he let out a

his hope of a better day closeby. "You don't have to be surprised," he reassured gently. "You've always talked

her gaze, searching his. "You mean… I usually talked to them before the accident?" she asked, trying to

kick

Did she laugh?

her heart swell as it did

fell, but then her resolve to recover her memory burned brighter. She would recover them, piece

thought flashed across her mind. "If I had always talked to them, was there any name we agreed to give them?"

those tender talks, she had whispered a name …something

you never knew they were two, you are supposed to repeat the ultrasound scan before the encounter," he explained.Chapter 423 423:

the children named, Davis and

relief plastered on his face. It was as though a long, unanswered prayer, one he feared Heaven had forgotten had

the sound of Davis' chosen word, "Jasmine," her

joy of naming their child had momentarily masked it, but now, as silence settled in, the question gnawed at her heart and she couldn't help but wonder.

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