Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Wish to see it...

The meal was a hearty one. They chatted as they ate, with Davis clearly steering the conversation away from the impending launch.

Before the meal ended, Davis made a phone call—he had arranged for a doctor to come over for a brief check-up on Jessica. Hearing this, her heart thudded with trepidation, but Davis had promised to stay with her throughout.

Though she had always resisted treatment, she couldn’t help but worry. She knew pregnancy came with symptoms —some mild, some severe, and while her expertise didn’t lie in gynecology, she understood she had to seek the attention of experts in that field.

She might have refused again, but knowing Davis, his decision was final—especially when it came to her health. No amount of pleading would change that. Sometimes, she wondered why he wasn’t strict with himself back in the day.

As Deborah came to clear the plates, Jessica stopped her.

"We’re expecting a guest. If he arrives, lead him in," she instructed.

Deborah nodded lightly and left the room.

Jessica glanced at the clock, which seemed to race forward too quickly.

"It’s just a few hours before the gala. Are you sure this will be okay?" she asked, a hint of worry in her voice.

"It doesn’t matter what hour the gala starts. You only need to be healthy, and that is the major determinant of success or failure," Davis replied firmly, his expression stern.

Jessica kept silent, her head dropping low, not meeting his gaze anymore. She was certain that any more comments in rejection of the treatment wouldn’t ogle well with him.

A knock came at the door. Jessica’s head snapped toward Davis, then toward the entrance. Her hands clenched briefly as she took a deep breath to calm herself. "It’s okay," she told herself.

Davis glanced at her, gently taking her hand.

"It seems the doctor is here. You should get the door," he said calmly and reassuringly.

Since Davis was still unable to use his legs before the public, it was only natural that she go. Slowly, she stepped off the bed and opened the door.

Deborah appeared.

doctor is here," she announced, stepping aside to reveal the

young man in his mid-thirties with handsome features

Perez," he said, extending a

brief pleasantries, he was led inside. Davis was already seated in his wheelchair,

as Dr. Perez happened to be a veteran in the field. With the pre-information he had before coming, he came with

process, Davis remained by Jessica’s side. She held onto him tightly, her body tensing when the needle pierced her skin, then slowly relaxing as the procedure continued. Davis chatted softly, offering comfort with every

treatment was underway. Jessica

gala will go as planned?" she

Davis’s face darkened.

to what

low, her lips pouting, her voice coming out in

remind you—the diagnosis clearly mentioned your situation is a result of stress

didn’t do anything out of the

sat straighter, eyes locking with

launch—doesn’t that just add more anxiety and stress to an already fragile situation?" he

ever, because the sooner I know about them, the better for me," she smirked. Her gaze was challenging. Davis

keep calm, even if just for these few hours she was hanging the IV. But

smile widened. She

you’ve really done your best," he responded, pride tinged in his voice

sleepy. Wake me up when it’s time, okay?"

if the IV isn’t done by

I don’t wake or the drip doesn’t finish,

in Davis’s journey of recovery. Jessica had wanted so badly to

nodded. As much as he hoped she would witness the moment with him, his rationality

deep sleep, her breathing even, her

IV hanging on her arm not yet finished, Davis sighed deeply as

Davis felt sorry for her because she might not be granted that

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