Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134: Something to think about...

Though bound to a wheelchair, Davis had gotten quiet skilled in hugging her to himself anytime he 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 tell me now... why were you crying?"

She bit down on her lip, choking on the storm inside. Her heart had been a battlefield since she left home that 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 become a 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 time since his arrival, she managed to take a careful glance around her environment —only to realize that they were hidden from view.

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. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

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