Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 114: It will get easier with time...

Davis’s gaze snapped to Jessica, who stood at the side arranging the materials that will be used for the treatment, deliberately averting her eyes from his.

She hadn’t expected Bella to throw her under the bus like this. Judging by the raised brow and growing smirk on Davis’s face, it was clear she wouldn’t be able to wiggle her way out of this one.

"Bella, can you remind me of that name again?" Davis asked, his smile widening with amusement.

Bella chuckled knowingly. Davis had always been sharp, and when it came to anything related to Jessica, he was even more attentive.

It wasn’t a secret that Bella had always admired Jessica’s skills and would praise her endlessly making it more easier for her to tell people of her good but that doesn’t mean she isn’t cautious.

But now, things were different. The two are now husband and wife. If Davis wanted to know, it was best for Jessica to tell him herself.

"Mr. Allen, it’s best if you ask your wife. Maybe she will tell you about it, along with other things you need to know," Bella replied, casting an assertive glance between the two.

Davis nodded in affirmation. He had already made up his mind. Without Bella saying it outright, he knew Jessica was hiding something. But if he pressed too hard now, she might retreat further. Still, getting answers was the best course of action.

Bella glanced at Jessica, whose sharp glare could have burned a hole through her. She smiled in amusement before returning her attention to her task, a means for her to pretend to be busy.

Jessica sighed inwardly. She had only agreed to treat him, not to talk about her other identities.

Yet, from the look on Davis’s face, she knew he wouldn’t let it slide so easily.

He turned his gaze to Jessica. She could feel the weight of his lingering stare, intense and unwavering.

any other she might have. Jessica had always believed that her actions, not her identity, would shape her life. So, she had never let the

simple: a quiet life with a loving husband who would cherish her, and children—two or three, no more. She wasn’t a fan of large families, preferring a number she could devote her full maternal care to.

names. But to Davis, they

under Davis’s piercing gaze, she knew there is no going back . His expression wasn’t just one of curiosity—it was expectant, it is as if he wanted to unravel

had

was deep, smooth, yet commanding. "Are you going to tell me, or do I have to find

hadn’t expected to reveal it like this. She turned to Bella, who simply smiled and shrugged, clearly enjoying

she finally said, her voice steady but soft.

locking onto hers. "Jessica, I want to know everything about my wife—including the things she

escaping

a bad thing. If this had been at the

this after your medication?" she asked. Since the instruments were ready, there was no need to delay the treatment. The sooner

had hoped the treatment would yield positive

suggestion. That time, he believed, would give them

must tell me everything then?"

She would tell him everything that needed to be told—if not for anything

Jessica walked over to his side. Slowly, she

care, as though handling delicate porcelain, she examined his thighs, shins, joints, and the sensitivity of his skin to touch, temperature, and pressure. Each action was performed meticulously, her

time to prepare several vials, ointments, and herbs, ensuring that he

a heating pad, which Jessica