Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 252: Keep your distance....

After a quick bath and a refreshing dinner set in their bedroom, Jessica helped Davis with a thorough massage on his legs, carefully checking the progress of their recovery. As she slowly straightened up, his eyes locked with hers.

"How is it?" he asked.

"Much better," she replied, her tone professional. "Once we get back, I’ll switch the medication. If all goes well, you should be fully healed in three months."

Davis chuckled softly at her professional tone as he slowly sat up. He flexed his leg carefully with a small movement, feeling more relieved than before. He let out a satisfied sigh.

"Baby, thank you," he said with deep emotion.

Jessica rolled her eyes playfully as she spun on her heel to walk away. "Do you know how many times you’ve said thank you? I’m beginning to grow tired of it." She smirked.

Davis pulled her hand gently, skillfully drawing her into his lap, his arm wrapped around her, trapping her in his embrace.

""Then tell me," he murmured, "how should this grateful husband thank his wife instead?"

Jessica smirked, her brows furrowed pretending to think. After a moment, She tapped the left side of his chest with her finger. "This," she said softly.

Davis raised a brow, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Don’t you already own it?" he asked, pretending to be surprised.

"Don’t have," she teased with a sly smile dancing on her lips.

Davis nodded, as if in deep understanding. "It seems my little efforts to prove my loyalty aren’t enough, huh?"

"Should they be?" Jessica challenged, her eyes narrowed.

"I’ll work harder," he said, lowering his head to kiss her deeply.

The world melted away as the pent-up emotions of the past few days took over. When they finally parted, they were breathless, their clothes slightly disheveled, Jessica’s face flushed a deep red.

Jessica rested in his arms, his hand playing with her hair, his gaze into the distance thoughtful "Babe, someone..." he paused, taking a deep breath, "...wants to meet you."

voice, like he was forcing himself to accept something he wasn’t

corner, he wanted to grant his friend’s wish—as a form of gratitude for his help

me?" she asked, her

he played with her fingers. "Alex," he

both the name and

Is there a problem?"

him as Davis’s friend and from her

unexpected and Davis’s discomfort only confirmed there was more to

a gang

in trouble and deduced it is an act of

hadn’t formed any attachment but also a trace of guilt and sympathy for his

"one of them was Alex Gando. You’re his knight in shining armor,

with quiet amusement, her eyes glinting mischievously. His darkened face said it

vinegar is spilling over?"

her but

sighed dramatically. "Too bad. I never noticed. If I had known earlier, we could’ve had a good time

on her waist. "You dare!"

rang through the room. "Relax, I’m still here with you. You’re already this tensed—do you still want me

him... but keep

me?" she asked, searching his

was in love with his wife? That would be

to meet

met his gaze. "Do you want me

it’s your decision. But I hope you accept his gratitude so he

any form of attachment he had and might still have

eyes narrowed. "How do you know he’s

scoffed. "I witnessed it firsthand at the gala night." A faint smirk

I came