Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 426 426: 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—Ileaving 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 schanges 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.

"| 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 tthey lived in her mansion, he had been able to

prepare her breakfast but dinner he hadn't tried.

"I guess | will give this a try sometin 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.

Turn off the lights at night and just be present.

Pack her lunch.

Go all out for dinner.

Talk to her in bed.

Adopt the 2-2-2 rule.

He clicked on the last article and engrossed himself into reading every detail of this rule. By the the finished,

guilt pricked hard at him.

In the past, they had traveled together a few times, yes—but it had always been for business: reviving closed

companies, signing new contracts, or seeking partnerships. Never once had they traveled just for themselves or

given tto themselves.

And more troubling, he realized, he had never given her a true gift.

With a helpless sigh he returned his gaze to the rest of the suggestion and after careful studying, Davis rubbed

his temple. "Not enough," he muttered.

And just as he scrolled further, a response caught his attention: "Plan a romantic date."

Davis felt his heart skip a beat at the word "Romantic date". He couldn't help but scold himself again for his

irresponsibility.

How could | never have thought of something so simple?

No wonder guilt tugged so hard on my heart.

| had been so consumed with duty and redemption that I'd forgotten the basics of love and relationship. He

scoffed.

With quiet resignation he clicked on the article, various ideas filled the screen;

Dinner under candlelight.

Rooftop picnics.

Lunch or dinner in a quiet garden.

Stargazing.

Watching the sunset.

Playing a favorite gtogether.

Hiking side by side.

With so many suggestions and ideas

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Returning to his call interface, he dialed Ethan's and the call was picked at the first ring.

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"It should be tonight," Ethan replied.

"Any ideas of items on sale?" He pressed.

He would have taken a trip to the mall but then he wanted rare valuables other than what he could get from the

mall.

"No idea, | guess | have to call and verify,"

"Alright, verify and letknow the budget." He instructed.

After a few more instructions, the call ended.

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