Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Missing 1

Richard glanced at the duo briefly, his lips curling into a knowing smirk. Fate had its own way of weaving people together.

Despite the years of been apart, they had unknownly married to each. "Without another word, he turned and gently clicked the door shut behind him.

He believes that after the discovery, they had a lot to talk about and staying back, he becomes a third wheel.

With Richard exiting the hall, silence settled between them. Davis stared at Jessica with an intensity that made her heartbeat falter for a moment.

He still couldn’t believe the extent to which she had gone to shield him, to protect him—even at the risk of her own life. Moved beyond words, he wheeled himself toward her, his fingers reaching for her hand with the utmost care, as though she might shatter under the slightest pressure.

"Does it still hurt?" His voice was thick with emotion, his gaze tender and searching.

Jessica glanced at their joined hands before meeting his eyes. "Not really," she replied softly. "The injuries aren’t much and will heal soon with proper medication. Besides, I’m still the one providing the treatment."

Davis swallowed hard, his throat tightening as he watched her. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his emotions an overwhelming force within him.

Jessica found herself staring at him too, her mind drifting back to the terrifying moment of the attack.

She had narrowly escaped death. She was well aware of her own strength, but it had been a long time since she’d been pushed to such limits.

The pursuit had been relentless, more intense than she had anticipated. But what had unsettled her the most was that she hadn’t cared about the risk—her only concern had been Davis.

the wind, something she never

gaze on her, she looked up, only to find herself trapped

studied her, memorizing every detail of her poised yet breathtakingly fragile

and as the weight

wanting to dwell on the moment, Jessica stood up smoothly, walking behind his wheelchair. Without a word, she began pushing him toward his room, knowing he had

of a grand, magnificent door and pulled out a

a flood of warm golden light spilled into the space, illuminating

the room as he took in the little details—the furnishings, the elegant and simple décor, with the subtle personal touches that brings the room to

he reached back and lightly pushed the door, letting it click

was about to explain the layout of the room when, in one swift motion, Davis pulled

cupped her face, and he captured her lips in an

away, but the warmth of his touch, the electrifying feeling and her heart

as his despite the rational voice

the world outside fading away

kiss, his lips hovered close to hers, his breath

we not talk about

blinked, her breath unsteady as she pulled back slightly to look

arching a brow, teasing

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