Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 175: Anger

The car slowly pulled away from the hospital while Jessica fell asleep. As much as she may not admit it, this moment—resting in his arms—was her safe haven. Here, she didn’t have to worry about anything else.

Davis sighed as he looked down at the quiet woman in his arms. He couldn’t help but wonder how exhausting her day must have been.

"I wish I could be on my feet and take over most of her responsibilities, just so she can rest a bit," he thought.

"Matt, slow down a little, but be careful," Davis instructed.

Matt nodded, took a quick glance at them, shook his head slightly, and continued driving.

A journey that should have taken about an hour ended up taking two. By the time they pulled up to the mansion, the sun had already set, and night had started to creep in.

"Baby, babe, can you wake up?" Davis called softly. He couldn’t help blaming his legs for being useless at this moment.

Jessica stirred slightly, opening her eyes and looking around, trying to remember what had happened.

Her eyes widened as she realized she had been asleep, lying across his legs with a blanket over her. The air conditioning had also been adjusted for her comfort.

"No wonder it felt so comfortable," she murmured.

"We’re home," Davis said gently when he saw that she was fully awake.

Jessica rubbed her forehead and frowned. "You shouldn’t have let me rest on your legs. That’s straining and overworking them," she scolded.

Though she was touched by his concern, she knew that resting on his legs for two hours was almost like going through therapy—but more painful. He could go numb.

Seeing her serious face, Davis gave a small smile. "You’re not heavy. Why would it strain my legs?"

Jessica blushed at his words. "Did he really just say I’m not heavy?" she thought.

you surprised? Want me to carry you next time?" he

impossible!" she

"But really, I don’t

shook her head and stayed quiet. She knew there was no winning an argument

signaling it was time to get out of the car. Over time, they had

from the other side and helped him as they entered the mansion.

heavily and quickly told

in fact, was more eager than ever to recover before Desmond could carry out his schemes. While Jessica had been away, he had been

worry," Davis said with a smile. "I already did some sessions by myself. You just need

She hadn’t expected him to do

you didn’t push your leg too hard," she

"pushing too hard," Davis looked

you trying to kill yourself?" she

but Jessica’s clenched fists said it all—she

reached out and gently held her hand, his gaze sincere. "Baby, please don’t be angry," he said

your leg before it heals? One mistake, and all our efforts go to waste! Why

stopped herself. With a cold glare, she

in silence, her words echoing in his mind. He only wanted to try harder—to see how far he could go.

the one year they’d lived together, this was the first time she had really lashed out

he sighed deeply. He couldn’t lie to her, not even to make

himself out of the room. But this had never happened

one place—her quiet spot. She always said she

wheeled himself to the gym at the far end

"Maybe it would’ve been better if she’d punched me instead," he

toward her and gently pushed the punching bag aside. But

his face. He opened his eyes slowly when

Their eyes met.

punch you that badly?" Jessica asked coldly, throwing