Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426: Ways to win her heart again...

Davis arrived at the Allen Group with a rare smile dancing on his lips. With a clipped tone, he responded to the staff that greeted him—leaving them stunned.

It wouldn’t be wrong to say that Davis had turned into a gloomy and brooding CEO since his return from the summit, so to see him in such a mood was nothing short of astonishing.

With long strides, he entered his office, already certain that countless documents were waiting for his attention.

Settling behind his desk, he powered on his computer just as Ethan stepped inside with a neat stack of files.

"There are some changes made to the cost of production since the fourth production line had a problem," Ethan reported carefully.

"Shouldn’t you contact Richard to handle that, it had always been part of their work since the signing of that contract?" Davis asked with furrowed brows.

"I already tried but he mentioned Madam or you would have to approve the changes."

Davis rubbed his forehead with a soft sigh. "Alright, drop the files. I’ll inform you when I’ve made the approval—and tell the design department to prepare for an emergency meeting by one."

Ethan nodded and left his office after he signed a few of the files in his hands.

The silence that followed lasted only a moment before a soft smile tugged at Davis’s lips, as if sparked by a memory.

He set the pen on the desk and picked up his phone. Leaning back in his chair, his thoughts swirled restlessly, but more prominent was the fact he wanted to rebuild his relationship again.

This time, he hoped it wouldn’t be born of shared pressures or forced circumstances but of his own efforts—his determination to pursue his wife as a man should.

Yet a nagging thought kept pricking at him. Could her memory loss be tied to the fact that their life together hadn’t started with bliss but with pain, with challenges and with responsibilities?

Recalling the image of the lady fleeing last night, her dumbstruck and blushing face this morning, his determination burned brighter.

He will pursue, woo, win and make her heart melt again while rewriting the painful memories with the beautiful ones.

Taking a steadying breath, Davis unlocked his phone, opened his browser, and typed: how to win my woman’s heart.

Within seconds, suggestions filled the screen:

Give unexpected, thoughtful gifts. Not just any gift will do.

Bring her flowers when she’s having a bad day.

Put together a scavenger hunt for her.

Make her something with your own hands.

Cook her dinner.

Write her letters.

Create a playlist for her.

Ask for her advice and truly take it.

Davis read each line of suggestions carefully. At some, he frowned; at others, he nodded.

It all looked simple on the surface, yet he knew it was deeper than words and each required sincerity—and that was the true test.

A soft smile danced on his lips as he thought back to the time they lived in her mansion, he had been able to prepare her breakfast but dinner he hadn’t tried.

"I guess I will give this a try sometime in the future." He muttered to himself.

Still, he felt the suggestions weren’t enough to work with. He typed again: ways to make my wife’s heart melt.

The search exploded with more answers:

Compliment and respect her.

Show her you care—kiss and hug her in public. Don’t hide your affection.

Ask how you can help.

Let her splurge on something she wants.

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