Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 265: Not in the news....

Soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the floor of the spacious bedroom. The clock hanging deftly on the wall struck 10 AM, yet the occupants of the bedroom remained in deep slumber.

The tense air surrounding them several hours ago had settled into silence, interrupted only by the rhythmic rise and fall of the duo’s steady breathing.

Jessica lay curled up beside Davis, her head resting gently against his chest, his arm protectively around her.

Their faces bore traces of fatigue, with dark shadows beneath their eyes, brows furrowed slightly from the residual weight of the night’s danger.

But now, in the soft glow of the quiet morning, they looked peaceful and safe together.

A faint vibration on the bedside table buzzed insistently. It was Jessica’s phone followed by the second device—Davis’s phone, also on the table, buzzing with notifications piled up, lighting the screens one after another. News alerts. Missed calls. Messages.

Davis stirred first, his arm tightening slightly around her instinctively before his eyes slowly opened.

He blinked lightly against the soft light to steady his gaze. Lowering his head, he kissed her hair softly, it was the first thing that came into his line of sight.

Slowly, he adjusted her in his arms, and for a moment, he simply watched her face as though he wanted to imprint the moment into his heart. Carefully, he brushed a few strands of hair from her face.

He planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Babe," he called softly.

"Baby... Jess... come on... wake up," he murmured as he nudged her arm briefly with so much care as though she were a fragile porcelain doll.

She groaned softly, her voice muffled. "Five more minutes."

Davis chuckled quietly. "Your phone’s already having a seizure. I think you should pick it up," he whispered as he planted featherlight kisses on her fluttering eyelashes, his hand slowly tracing and caressing her arms and body.

Jessica’s brows furrowed as she reluctantly opened her eyes. She slowly sat up, her muscles stiff, her mind still catching up to the fact that they were home and safe.

She took a deep breath and memories of the event last night surfaced, her breath hitched as she recalled she had slept off in the car.

in the bedroom,

and rubbed her head. "You... yo... you carried me... in?"

riddled her features. "What

averted. "You were—" he began, but noticing the shift in her face, he raised

as he flipped over, letting her lie beneath him. She gasped in surprise,

started, lowering his head to plant a light kiss on her lips.

stop, I... was... I wasn’t thinking of anything," she murmured, eyes

I get the feeling you’re lying?" he smirked, his hand slowly finding its way under her fabric. Her body tensed lightly, her breath hitched, and

as though following a silent command, her hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him

kissed her deeply, yet gently as though embedding every unspoken word into it. By the time

beside her again, he pulled her into his arms. "I didn’t do anything other

to her throat. "What?! Carried me in? Like—you walked?"

smile dancing on his lips. Jessica shook her head, thoughts swirling fast and questions rolling out like

By who? Why didn’t

wished she’d been awake to see her imagination

worry, nobody saw—except Ethan. It was a wish come true for me," he answered, leaving

all in her imagination,

"Keep looking at me like that and you might not leave this

she muttered, glaring

vibration

for the phone and swiped across the screen. Her gaze sharpened almost

tapped open a headline, then another. Her

on Government Detention Facility Leaves No

Cell Breached. Suspect Interrogated and Left Alive.

eyes narrowed. "The

nodded, scrolling through the barrage of news. "No footage. No physical evidence.