Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 419

Chapter 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.

Maybe it was time for them to meet each other again...

Maybe this time not as the Brown daughter with a purpose...

Maybe not a lady accepting a marriage proposal forced by necessity, goal, and desire.

Maybe this was the opportunity open for Davis to turn the table around for the better...

Maybe it was a time to pursue his wife properly and create fresh memories that would change their stories of trial and trepidation to a more blissful union beyond the simple thoughts of their hearts.

With Richard handling this task, Davis took on the role of a silent companion. His presence had gradually become part of Jessica’s daily life.

He left the hospital at seven in the morning, brought her breakfast at eight, returned to the company at nine, and by noon he was back at the hospital with whatever work remained.

Silently he worked without saying much other than to chime in with a word of care or or stepping in to meet her needs before she voiced them; an action that proved he knew the problem before she mentioned it.

Every time he did, Jessica’s thoughts swirled. How does he know my habits so well? But then she would remember: they said he was her husband.

The thought pressed against her aching temples as she tried to recall even a sliver of their life together. Nothing came.

In the early days, Jessica had always felt her space was invaded, but as the days went on, she came to accept his presence as her anchor shielding her from solitude.

After spending about ten days in the hospital, the doctor declared her fit and ready for discharge.

While Jessica thought she would be returning to her mansion at her secret base, Davis had other plans.

Jessica felt her heart racing as Davis carefully handled her discharge processes.

Sitting quietly in her ward, she dialed Richard’s number, hoping to inform him to come over to the hospital to pick her up.

More hopeful she was to return to her simple life at her house, but the thought of leaving the presence of Davis roused mixed emotions within her heart.

When Davis completed the discharge process, he returned to the ward and carefully packed her things.

Who wouldn’t apologize when they made a mistake?

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