Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 259: I frightened you again...

With her clothes changed and her resolve firm, Jessica returned to Davis’ side and gently took hold of his wheelchair.

A maid quietly trailed behind, hands full with a box of home-baked snacks and light refreshments. Deborah had carefully asked the kitchen to pack for her since she is heading out with Davis.

Though she had not taken over the cooking herself, everyone in the mansion had come to understand her place in the presence of Jessica and had subtly begun according to her the same respect.

Meanwhile, Davis had made his own preparations, ensuring the car was stocked with bottled water, energy bars, and essentials Jessica might need during the trip, however brief it promised to be.

The car, a sleek black armored SUV, gleaming under the sun waited at the foot of the wide stone stairs of Jessica’s mansion.

The journey couldn’t be promised to be safe or unsafe and with Jessica and his unborn baby on board he had to take precautions since their returning had continuously circulated online.

As Davis was carefully helped into the backseat, Jessica followed, settling beside him just as the door closed with a soft, resolute thud.

Ethan stepped out from the front porch and circled the car, slipping into the driver’s seat. This trip was no ordinary errand, he would take the wheel himself.

Once seated, he buckled up and turned on the ignition. The engine hummed, low and smooth, as the vehicle began to ease out of the compound and down the long driveway, leaving the estate behind. Behind them, the shadow guard vehicle fell into formation as a silent protector in tow.

Davis had once planned to visit the dungeon alone, but with Jessica beside him now, he wouldn’t take such risks. She had become his calm, his tether. And today, he needed her more than she might ever know.

"Careful on the bumpy path," Davis said quietly.

Ethan nodded without speaking.

The silence in the car was peaceful at first, only broken by the soft thrum of the tires against asphalt. Then Davis shifted, his hand reaching out. He tugged Jessica gently toward him, guiding her to rest in the curve of his arm.

Jessica let out a soft sigh, adjusting slightly to fit into the cradle of his warmth. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Davis asked, voice barely above a whisper, fingers brushing against the dried streaks of tears still clinging to her cheek.

She nodded faintly. For her, it is not a matter of if she wants but she had always promised herself to be with him in every step of this journey.

He studied her face with a quiet intensity, wiping away the tears gently. "My wife is a crybaby now," he teased softly, a faint smirk lifting his lips.

resignation. Emotions she never imagined she’d show were

be shy, I can still

eyes. "Why do I get the feeling you’re mocking

a rare, genuine smile. "Mocking? Who would dare?" he said, leaning in to press a lingering kiss to

structure of his hand. His hands were distinct—strong, marked with the calluses and wear of a

she held his hand, thoughts flitted through her mind. Their relationship had grown over time, changed in subtle ways, twisted unexpectedly like ivy around stone, always close, always evolving yet quiet "Do you think I’m getting

glanced down at her. "Not even close," he

just a little more. To him, her presence was never a burden.

tracing her skin with reverence,

caught his hand and gently pressed it

button beside him. With a soft mechanical

this is right?" she asked, her face flushing crimson. Though married and lived together for a long

grew deeper, slower, burning with a heat and

assured, traced every part of her body, awakening every nerve ending beneath her skin. Her moans, soft and muffled and his groans filled the tight

thrilled every part of her exposed body, leaving

resistance crumbled as the heat built, their closeness igniting sparks, the hormone level surges, coursing

become a storm of emotions and sensitivity. She’d grown more responsive, more

guided her gently toward release, never pushing beyond the boundary they’d

body slackened into his embrace. Her eyes fluttered shut, lips parted. "Drowsy... sleepy..." she murmured, nestling

held it in check. He blamed himself for

dampened it with bottled water, and gently cleaned her exposed skin and face. She barely stirred. Only when

said calmly. "What have you

concise summary of their

flowed, Davis’ face darkened. The temperature inside

"Don’t be angry... You won’t look

of a smile touched Davis’ lips. "Still worried

asked next directing his gaze

he left this city over a decade