Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 134: Something to think about...

Though bound to a wheelchair, Davis had gotten quiet skilled in hugging her to himself anythe wants to as

though she weighed nothing at all.

Jessica often found herself wondering if she was truly that light—or if he was simply that strong. In his arms, she

didn’t feel like a woman burdened with pain; she felt weightless, like someone deserving of love.

Her eyes darted around the hospital parking lot, paranoia rising in her chest. The thought of their embrace and

cuddling in the parking lot making it to the tabloids sent a cold wave of anxiety through her. But in the warmth of

his hold, all that fear melted. He had come... for her.

Davis held her tightly, his expression calm, but his eyes were blazing with emotions too fierce to hide. For the

past hour, he hadn't let go. He sat there in his chair, gripping her like the world might fall apart if he loosened his

hold.

He didn’t care that they were outside the hospital, visible to anyone. He didn’t care that he was meant to be

"missing." The only thing that mattered was that she had cried—and that was enough to move his world.

His hand rose gently to stroke her back, the motion slow, soothing. His lips tracing kisses against her neck and in

other parts of her body in comforting, quiet intervals, slowly pulling her back from whatever abyss her thoughts

had descended into.

"Babe," he finally whispered, his voice low, almost trembling. "Can you tellnow... why were you crying?"

She bit down on her lip, choking on the storm inside. Her heart had been a battlefield since she left hthat

morning. She wanted to tell him everything.

How the past haunted her. How the pressure of their forced marriage was crushing her chest. How his love had

begun to crack the walls she had built for years... and how scared she was to accept such feelings.

How could she explain that she didn’t want to leave, yet was terrified to stay? That Desmond had expected her

to fail, her stepmother had hoped she'd disappear, and Risa had believed she has won over her by letting her

marry a crippled in her place.

How could she tell him she was drowning in a marriage everyone thought was her punishment, but now felt too

precious to lose? She couldn't find the words. Her silence was heavy.

Seeing her lost in thought, his lips brushed against the curve of her ear as he nibbled it lightly. Her body

shuddered, caught off guard as the electrifying feeling surged through her spine—she understood that feeling

well because it seems to be the recurrent cases these days.

Lately, Davis didn’t need to do much. A single caress of his hand, a subtle kiss on her cheek, and she found

herself drawn to him, desperate for his touch. It had beca dangerous pattern.

And Davis? He seems to advance in his skills daily, teasing her with his touch had grown to be his habit. He With

every graze of his lips, he spoke louder than words ever could.

She could feel his hardness press against her from where she sat on his lap. Her face burned, her breath hitched.

The air between them thickened. Embarrassed, Jessica tried to shift, to move away and for the first tsince

his arrival, she managed to take a careful glance around her environment —only to realize that they were hidden

from view.

Surrounding them were Davis's security details, carefully parked to create a protective barrier, shielding them

from curious eyes. Realization dawned in her eyes why he has the audacity to play the hooligan.

She swallowed hard. Her voice cout low and breathless. "Can we... talk about it when I return?" But her

words were barely coherent.

His lips were trailing kisses from her jaw to her shoulder, igniting heat in places she had long forgotten. Her skin

prickled with goosebumps, her body trembling under his touch. Her legs weakened, and the fire that danced

within her only begged for more.

Jessica felt the unexpected in her body—she got wet with his kisses, her body trembled more, she wanted to

break away but the fire coursing through her body had made her senses go haywire making her crave for more.

No, | have to stop this." She chided herself hard. Jessica gathered what little strength she had left and tried to

push herself away. Davis paused, pulling back slightly to look at her.

Her face was crimson, flushed and flustered. Her lips were parted, chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. And

then—he smiled. A small, smug smirk of satisfaction.

"She should have something to think of not to cry" he mused.

He gently brushed her damp hair away from her face and kissed her forehead.

"You're not a crybaby," he said softly, echoing the thought she had tried to convince herself of earlier.

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Slowly, Jessica detached herself from Davis, taking a deep breath to steady her emotions.

She dabbed away the traces of tears on her face, her lips pouting lightly "am also a human you know so no harm

in crying once in a while besides you are here."She smirked.

She felt her burden taken away from her, her confusion erased for a moment not that it won't recurr but then

she had to live in the bliss of this moment

For a moment, they just stayed there,

caught in a quiet, intimate silence,

The world outside bubble

N ON .

skefed Yo disappear, leaving only

the two of them, tangled in emotions

neither of them could fully express.