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Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 194
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Chapter 194: Worry...

Jessica returned to her bedroom after she gave a few instructions to Damon concerning the situation but since

then her heart raced uncontrollably.

This seems to have becthe case after receiving the troubling news that Elder Allen had been admitted to

the hospital, she found it impossible to continue with her design work.

Her hands trembled, and her mind wandered. The inspiration she once had now seemed completely out of reach.

Designing required peace and focus, but all she could feel was anxiety and restlessness.

Her heart pounded with worry, not knowing exactly what was happening at the hospital. Was the old man okay?

Was his condition serious? Was he even conscious?

She paced the bedroom, wearing out the soft rug beneath her feet as her thoughts raced. She was torn between

calling Alfred, the loyal butler, or trying to reach Elder Allen himself.

But she knew she couldn't afford to make such direct contact. Not now. Not when everything was so fragile and

not with so many challenges threatening their existence. With both of them still presumed missing and their fact

still unknown to most of the Allen family. It was too risky to be seen getting involved, especially with tensions

rising around Desmond.

Letting out a long, deep breath, Jessica decided the best course of action was to wait for her husband, Davis, to

return. Maybe he would have answers. Maybe he would know what to do.

She was worried sick about Elder Allen, but even more, she was concerned about Davis. His safety cfirst. In

her heart, she couldn't bear the thought of something happening to him.

Still pacing, her brows furrowed in deep thought. She couldn't understand how Desmond, knowing his father had

been rushed to the hospital unconscious, could stay behind at hwithout even bothering to check in. What

kind of man could do such a thing?

Unable to bear the thought of doing nothing, she reached for her phone, which she had earlier left on the coffee

table. With a steady but firm voice, she called one of her trusted subordinates.

"Head to Central Hospital immediately," she instructed. "You're going to be Elder Allen's personal caregiver. Do

not let anyone enter his room without my permission. Watch over him closely and report anything strange.

Things are getting more complicated, and | need someone | can trust by his side."

Her subordinate responded affirmatively, and the call ended. Jessica's expression softened just a little. That was

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one step taken.

Suddenly, as though struck by a new idea, she picked up the phone again and dialed a familiar number, though

they haven't spoke to each other for long but they held each other in high regard. It rang only once before it was

picked.

"Good day, Dean," Jessica said warmly.

The voice on the other end was friendly. It belonged to the Dean of Central Hospital—an old friend and colleague

who had worked with her for years, though he had no idea about her current marriage or her involvement with

the Allen family.

"I have a patient who was recently brought to your hospital, likely in the emergency department," she said.

"Please, could you doa favor? Assign one of your best staff members to monitor his treatment closely. Keep

There was a pause.

"Is this someone from your family?" the dean asked curiously.

Jessica hesitated, then replied diplomatically, "No, just someone I care about. A long-tfriend. That's why I'm

personally involved."

The dean agreed, and Jessica thanked him earnestly. Once she knew Elder Allen was in good hands and being

monitored properly, she paused slightly and sat down on her bed in contemplation . She needed rest, though her

mind refused to settle.

Outside, the sun was beginning to set. The sky was painted with shades of orange and pink as dusk approached.

A soft wind blew through the compound as Davis's car slowly made its way up the driveway.

Inside the car, Davis looked out the window with a calm smile. His heart warmed at the thought of Jessica waiting

for him.

For the first tin a long while, he felt the joy of having someone who truly cared waiting for his return at home

and the joy of knowing you are being waited for was a luxury he no longer hoped for after his accident.

As the car approached the front door, his gaze softened even more. There she was—Jessica, standing at the

doorstep. Her gown danced lightly in the wind, and her long, dark hair fell beautifully over her shoulders. Her fair

skin glowed in the setting sun, and her eyes were fixed on the car, waiting for him. Her presence alone made the

entire day feel better.

When the car finally stopped, Jessica cforward to the door and opened it before the driver opens it. Without

a word, she pulled him into a warm embrace.

She held onto him tightly, burying herself in his chest, breathing in the minty scent that always clung to him.

Slowly, her anxious heart began to calm. Her breathing evened out.

Davis gently wrapped his arms around her, immediately sensing that something was wrong. He could feel her

emotions through the way she held onto him.

It was more than affection—it was comfort-seeking, like she was trying to calm her storm by clinging to him.

Slowly and with steady rhythm he patted her back giving her sometto calm her emotions.

"What's going on?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

Jessica shook her head and tried to smile, but Davis wasn’t convinced. He took her hand gently.

"Are you saying or should | find out myself?" He asked.

With a heavy sigh, Jessica finally spoke. "Your grandfather... he’s in the hospital."

Davis's entire demeanor changed. The warmth on his face fell by several degrees, replaced by worry and shock.

He stared at her, hoping he had misheard.

"My grandfather?" he repeated, his heart beginning to race.

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Davis turned to her, his eyes glistening with gratitude. He pulled her into another embrace.

"Thank you," he whispered. "Thank you for thinking ahead. You always do."

Jessica said nothing. She only tightened her arms around him, letting the quiet moment speak louder than

words.

After a while she helped him out of the car and into the house. There is still a lot to do and it is best if they can

sort it together.