Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 187: First Step...

The day started without anything unusual. The weather was bright and calm, and the tabloids were filled with news from around the world.

Jessica couldn’t wake up early. She had spent most of the night working on her designs, so much that Davis got worried and had to force her to leave her desk.

Davis woke up earlier, taking a moment to watch the sleeping woman beside him. Afterward, he left the bed, prepared breakfast, and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Although they lived in a large compound with many maids and staff, they had arranged their life in such a way that it felt like they lived alone — just the two of them.

Making breakfast had become Davis’s personal duty. He had added it to his schedule because it gave him pride and joy. Meanwhile, the staff handled the other main meals.

With his movements much better now and less pain, he didn’t feel bothered anymore. With practiced ease, breakfast was ready in no time.

The delicious smell of freshly baked sausage rolls, oatmeal, tea, scrambled eggs, and mashed potatoes filled the air. The fragrance stirred Jessica awake.

"This is truly the best way to wake someone up," she muttered as she slowly opened her eyes.

Davis, sitting by the window, noticed her stirring and rolled his wheelchair over to her. It was a scene that made it seem like he was looking after a sleepy child.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his lips curling into a smile.

Jessica nodded sleepily. Davis glanced at her messy hair and puffy face — clear signs she had stayed up late — and sighed softly.

do I get, then?" he asked, grinning

to think hard. "I’ll answer after I hit the bathroom," she smirked, throwing off the covers and walking into

before he pulled his eyes away, falling

had long waited for, though he once thought it would never

shortly after, dressed in casual clothes. She had decided to work from home today. With only four months

already instructed Richard to keep her movements private. During this time

her, Davis asked lightly, "Not going

home, hitting the gym, restoring health, and meditating — isn’t that a perfect day?" she said

like a full schedule with no

expression serious. "Finally ready to do it?" she

took a deep breath, meeting her eyes. He wasn’t fully confident, but her steady gaze warmed his heart. It felt like a silent encouragement, telling

Slowly, he nodded.

helpers around. Don’t be ashamed if you fall, and don’t be afraid of getting hurt," she said, sounding like a general preparing him for

out loud at the image her

like a war? It’s just me trying to take my first steps. You seem more nervous than I am," he teased, amusement

guard by his humor but admitted he was right. "Shouldn’t I be worried? What if you

hurt myself badly, it’s no big deal. Aren’t you here

If you hurt yourself, you’ll be the one in pain, not me!"

look good on your pretty face. Just a kiss

Otherwise, don’t even think about it," she shot back. She couldn’t believe how shameless he had become. Sometimes she wondered if she had imagined him ever