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

departure from Noveria at the corner, he wanted

to meet me?" she asked, her gaze

remained silent for a while, eyes lowered as he played with

at both the name

a problem?"

as Davis’s friend and from her company’s cooperation with him which she only approved but never had

and Davis’s discomfort only confirmed there was

"But... Do you recall someone you saved from a gang attack?

"I’ve helped many like that especially in years back. If I see someone in trouble and deduced it is an act of oppression, I help them and if injured, I take them to the nearest hospital and move on. Just doing my

eyes. He felt relief knowing she hadn’t formed any attachment but also a trace of guilt and sympathy for his friend who had

You’re his knight in shining armor, and he’s been chasing you around the world while

her eyes glinting mischievously. His darkened face said

I feel someone’s vinegar is

glared at her

had known earlier, we could’ve had a good time

her waist. "You

room. "Relax, I’m still here with you. You’re already this tensed—do

him... but keep

there something you’re not telling me?" she asked, searching his face. But this time,

wife? That would be like lifting a stone just to smash his

to meet

"Do you want me

decision. But I hope you accept his gratitude so he

might

"How do you know he’s

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

But I came