Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 301: He is still my husband

Bella darted up the steps, her feet barely touching the ground, and threw her arms around Jessica in a heartfelt embrace. The hug was warm, intense, and filled with emotion. When she finally pulled back, her eyes sparkled with unshed tears, and she studied Jessica carefully, as though seeing her for the first time.

"You actually healed him... just like you said you would," Bella whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Jessica offered her a soft smile, but said nothing. There were times when words weren’t needed—this was one of them.

To Bella, it felt unreal. Jessica had always been a friend, but in moments like this, it seemed God had specially destined her to be part of their lives.

She had saved Davis once as a child, saved and harbored Bella during her accident and taken her in like family, and now, she had saved her brother’s legs. Her brother could walk again.

Bella was overwhelmed by the magnitude of it all, and yet, no words could fully express her gratitude.

She opened her mouth, then closed it again, lost in the enormity of what she felt.

"Stupid girl," Jessica teased with a small grin, lightly pinching her cheeks. "Is it worth shedding tears? Besides, shouldn’t you be congratulating him for being bold enough to receive treatment?"

Jessica’s tone was light, but her gaze shifted subtly to Davis, who stood behind them with a small, amused smile on his face.

"I know he did well," Bella admitted, swiping her eyes. "But if you weren’t there in the picture, he wouldn’t have?

Jessica raised a brow. "It’s okay. He’s still my husband, don’t forget."

Bella chuckled, her mood lifting. "You don’t have to plaster it all over my single face."

From the hallway, Ethan appeared just in time to hear the last line, causing Davis to smirk.

you take your girlfriend out of the way? My wife’s legs are aching

she

shouted in unison, both instinctively stretching their hands toward

hers, but she slipped from their

saw the floor rushing toward her and braced herself for the impact, quietly shutting her eyes. Instead, she landed against something firm and warm.

"Ouch," came a hiss.

met Ethan’s. His chest heaved as he held her tightly, a mix of fear and relief etched on his face.

anger as she stood up. "Are you

trying to stand. "I’m sorry. I didn’t have time to... think it through," he

exchanged a knowing glance, the corners of Davis’s mouth twitching

said with an exaggerated sigh, "shouldn’t

glared at her. "Are you really

"Just saying—saving lives is part of your

lot to do this morning. And now, thanks to

She helped Ethan up from the floor and guided him gently to the nearest couch. Retrieving the first aid kit, she

on his arm, their eyes met again. There was a flicker of

handled, Davis offered his arm to Jessica. They descended the stairs together with ease, a newfound

updated Jessica on a few scheduled meetings. The domesticity of it all—the warmth, the simplicity—was something Davis had not experienced in

breakfast, Davis pushed back his chair and stood. He glanced at his

as well. "Be careful," she said

shoulder before brushing his lips against

too. Have a nice

vehicle—sleek, black, and imposing—waited for Jessica and Bella. Davis’s signature car, known among his circle as the Aquila