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.

to carry you next time?" he teased with a

You’re impossible!" she nearly

said, chuckling. "But really,

no winning an argument with him. Right

to get out of the car. Over time, they had figured

from the other side and helped him as they entered

heavily and quickly told Davis to get

eager than ever to recover before Desmond could carry out his schemes. While Jessica had

need to worry," Davis said with a smile. "I already did some sessions by myself. You just need to check my nerves and

surprised. She hadn’t expected him to do

your leg too

"pushing too hard," Davis

to kill

but Jessica’s clenched fists said it all—she was

gently held her hand, his gaze sincere. "Baby, please don’t be

the risk of forcing your leg before it heals? One mistake, and all our efforts go to waste! Why are you in such a rush?" she said, her

more, but stopped herself. With a cold glare,

echoing in his mind. He only wanted to try harder—to

had really lashed out in

deeply. He couldn’t lie to her, not even to make things easier. She’d always

had never happened before, and he wasn’t

said she went

far end

would’ve been better if she’d

toward her and gently pushed the punching bag aside. But he

his face. He opened his eyes slowly when the expected blow

Their eyes met.

badly?" Jessica asked coldly, throwing off her gloves in frustration