All Chapters of Forceful Marriage: Young Master's Mute Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lady Cecilia agreed, “It’s a good idea. Kim started the project for us, and since she’s looking for a job now, why don’t you let her train in the company? It will be a win-win situation.” Jessica was chewing her food, but it suddenly felt tasteless as if she was chewing on candles. She almost forgot what she was eating. Robert and Lady Cecilia had completely blocked her out. They were pushing their son, her husband, to another woman and she could not even utter a single word. ‘Maybe this is how it feels like when a thousand ants bite my heart.’ Jessica smirked in her heart bitterly. She should have gotten used to the ignoring, but she still could not avert her gaze away. She scooped some rice into her mouth with the chopsticks and continued munching on it like she was chewing on candles. Blake put his chopsticks down, wiped his mouth, and looked at his parents. “Dad, Mom, I’ve already arranged someone to take over the tourism project in Spain. Kim has been hired to tutor Wins

Although Robert might not have officially passed the highest position to Blake, he had already assigned his son to handle most of the company’s operations. The high workload somehow gave Blake a headache. Jessica adjusted the collar of her sleeping robe before she knelt beside Blake and gave him a head massage. Her fingers were soft while the pressure on his head was just nice, making him relax his furrowed brows. He held her slender wrists and put them on his waist. Then, he leaned on her shoulder for a rest. Jessica reached out to the remote control and lowered the volume of the movie. Inside the dim private theatre, time felt like it had slowed down. Jessica fell asleep without realizing it, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Blake looking at her from above her head. He knotted his brows slightly. His dark eyes were bright in the dim environment, and they appeared to be glistening. The music echoed in the room, amplifying the spacious feeling several times more as if in

Blake’s furious face branded itself in Jessica’s mind, and she had a hard time going back to sleep again. On Saturday morning, Jessica went to the hospital for a medical check-up. In the past two years, she had slept with Blake countless times but never once showed any signs of pregnancy. She was certain that it was not because of her habit of washing up after sex. Even though she already had a hunch, Blake’s word gave her the urge to get it checked. After all, a hunch would be just a hunch if it was not verified. It would be a totally different story with the medical report in hand. “Madam, your body is fine,” the doctor declared after he went through the report. Jessica frowned slightly. She looked at the report carefully and unconsciously bit her lip. She typed on the phone: [But why can’t I get pregnant again? My husband and I never take any precautionary steps.]Curious, the doctor raised a brow at her. A meaningful glance flashed over the doctor’s eyes and she asked, “Do

Jessica smiled and signed, “No, something happened at home. That’s why I’m late.” Dean furrowed his brows slightly. “Is it something serious? Do you need any help?” However, she shook her head and smiled at him. She picked up a piece of chicken wing from her plate and waved it. “I’m fine. Go have fun. I want a bite first.” Right after Jessica came back from the hospital, she had accompanied Winson and fed him, thus she had completely forgotten to eat her lunch. Dean glanced at her. As a psychology student, he could tell whether she was facing a problem or not. Her smile looked forced, meaning that she was not happy. Nevertheless, Dean did not say anything as he decided to give her some space. The weather was great. The breeze was comfortable while the autumn sun was warm. Jessica spaced out while staring at the tall sunflower in front of the entrance. On the other hand, after Blake ended the call with Jane, he started to get frustrated for some reason. In the meeting room

Dean looked at his empty embrace as the sensation of her waist lingered in his arms. Her waist was slim. If she did not wear an oversized coat, it might have been even slimmer. He cleared his throat to clear his fantasy away and asked out of concern, “Jessica, I sense that you are having some problems. If you don’t mind, you can share them with me.” While her being Blake’s wife was no longer a secret, it was not exactly public knowledge either. Just when Jessica wanted to reject Dean’s offer, her waist was hugged by someone from behind, frightening her to her core. She looked around and saw Blake looking at Dean in a hostile manner. “My wife will share her problems with me. Thank you for your concern.” Caught by surprise, Dean looked at Jessica and asked, “Wife?” “What’s wrong? Didn’t she tell you she’s married?” Blake squinted his eyes at Dean before his sharp gaze landed on Jessica. He tightened his arm around her waist even more. Jessica frowned a bit, but she maintained