Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Wife, thank you...

Although the road had been hard and rough, Davis and Jessica were glad they had chosen to walk it. It hadn’t been easy, and it wasn’t going to be easy still, but they had decided to live in the present while fighting for their tomorrow. They had no regrets. Every pain and hardship had shaped their bond stronger.

As Davis sat there quietly, he couldn’t help but take a trip down memory lane. His mind wandered back to the dark days he spent in the study, his trip at the Allen family house, where he had been mocked and scorned by his own blood.

On the day he had left, he had been ambushed—an experience that could have ended his life if not for a rare miracle and one person’s skill and bravery. That day remained forever carved in his memory, a day he would always be grateful for. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

He was thankful Jessica had been there. Thankful for her foresight, for her decisiveness. Thankful that she had risked everything for him, without holding back, even though their marriage was not what she had wished for.

She had been hurt because of him, she had fallen into a coma because of him, and he had experienced a terrible, agonizing helplessness that he would never wish on anyone.

And when she woke up, she hadn’t backed away or blamed him. Instead, she had taken a firm stand beside him. They had chosen to disappear for a while—just to buy enough time to regroup and find a path forward, away from those who wanted to crush them.

His eyes stung and his heart swelled with deep emotions as he looked down at the woman in his arms. Jessica, sensing the change in his mood, gently stepped out of his embrace.

She knew he shouldn’t stand for too long yet; he still needed assistance to walk. Yet, seeing him take even a few steps on his own had filled her heart with warmth and pride. It was proof that all her efforts had not been in vain.

Softly, she guided him to sit down on the bed, and without wasting a second, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his. It was not just a kiss; it was an unspoken message, a way to express everything she couldn’t put into words. She was proud of him, proud of how far he had come.

Davis responded by pulling her to sit on his thigh. His arms wrapped around her waist protectively. He looked deep into her eyes, his gaze intense yet gentle. He wouldn’t deny it—Jessica was his only light in the darkest times of his life, the only hope he had clung to when everything else fell apart. His supporter, his shield, his anchor.

"Wife, thank you for being there," he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. His eyes held the testament of his gratefulness.

Jessica sighed softly. She had made a decision long ago to carry a burden alone, but now, seeing Davis reclaim himself, she knew it was time to share the secret she had held close to her heart.

"I have a secret I’ve kept for a long time," she said. "And now, I think it’s time to tell you."

Davis blinked slowly, studying her. Despite the word secret, he didn’t feel any fear or worry. He trusted her completely. He knew she would never do anything to hurt him and for her to keep it away meant it was for his safety.

Still, he couldn’t help teasing her a little.

"Why do you call it a secret when you are about to share it?" he asked indulgently, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Jessica chuckled softly. "Because I kept it from you. I hid it without your knowledge. That makes it a secret, doesn’t it?"

Davis shrugged his shoulders in resignation, a playful glint in his eyes.

Jessica stood up and walked to the corner of the room. She bent down and opened a drawer locked with a password.

Quickly, she keyed in the code and pulled out a brown, leather-covered envelope. She held it in her hands for a moment, as if weighing its importance, before walking back to Davis.

She intended to hand it over while standing, but Davis had other plans. He reached out, clasped her waist firmly, and pulled her back into his arms.

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