Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Keep your distance....

After a quick bath and a refreshing dinner set in their bedroom, Jessica helped Davis with a thorough massage on his legs, carefully checking the progress of their recovery. As she slowly straightened up, his eyes locked with hers.

"How is it?" he asked.

"Much better," she replied, her tone professional. "Once we get back, I’ll switch the medication. If all goes well, you should be fully healed in three months."

Davis chuckled softly at her professional tone as he slowly sat up. He flexed his leg carefully with a small movement, feeling more relieved than before. He let out a satisfied sigh.

"Baby, thank you," he said with deep emotion.

Jessica rolled her eyes playfully as she spun on her heel to walk away. "Do you know how many times you’ve said thank you? I’m beginning to grow tired of it." She smirked.

Davis pulled her hand gently, skillfully drawing her into his lap, his arm wrapped around her, trapping her in his embrace.

""Then tell me," he murmured, "how should this grateful husband thank his wife instead?"

Jessica smirked, her brows furrowed pretending to think. After a moment, She tapped the left side of his chest with her finger. "This," she said softly.

Davis raised a brow, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Don’t you already own it?" he asked, pretending to be surprised.

"Don’t have," she teased with a sly smile dancing on her lips.

Davis nodded, as if in deep understanding. "It seems my little efforts to prove my loyalty aren’t enough, huh?"

"Should they be?" Jessica challenged, her eyes narrowed.

"I’ll work harder," he said, lowering his head to kiss her deeply.

The world melted away as the pent-up emotions of the past few days took over. When they finally parted, they were breathless, their clothes slightly disheveled, Jessica’s face flushed a deep red.

Jessica rested in his arms, his hand playing with her hair, his gaze into the distance thoughtful "Babe, someone..." he paused, taking a deep breath, "...wants to meet you."

Jessica’s brow furrowed slightly. She had noticed the hesitation in his voice, like he was forcing himself to accept something he wasn’t entirely comfortable with.

Just as she thought, Davis wasn’t thrilled about the idea, but with their departure from Noveria at the corner, he wanted to grant his friend’s wish—as a form of gratitude for his help during the company’s launch.

"Who wants to meet me?" she asked, her gaze meeting his.

Davis remained silent for a while, eyes lowered as he played with her fingers. "Alex," he finally muttered, so quietly it was barely audible.

Jessica frowned at both the name and Davis’s reaction.

"Alex Gando? Is there a problem?" she asked frowning.

From what she recalled, she had no personal connection to Alex, only recognizing him as Davis’s friend and from her company’s cooperation with him which she only approved but never had a contact with him.

Still, his request to meet her was unexpected and Davis’s discomfort only confirmed there was more to it.

"No problem," he replied. "But... Do you recall someone you saved from a gang attack? Someone who was nearly beaten to death and ended up in the hospital?"

Jessica shrugged nonchalantly. "I’ve helped many like that especially in years back. If I see someone in trouble and deduced it is an act of oppression, I help them and if injured, I take them to the nearest hospital and move on. Just doing my part as a good Samaritan."

Davis studied her quietly, a mix of emotions swirling behind his eyes. He felt relief knowing she hadn’t formed any attachment but also a trace of guilt and sympathy for his friend who had built a fantasy around a moment she barely remembered.

"Well," Davis began, "one of them was Alex Gando. You’re his knight in shining armor, and he’s been chasing you around the world while you remained elusive and mysterious."

Jessica studied his expression with quiet amusement, her eyes glinting mischievously. His darkened face said it all. He is jealous.

"Why do I feel someone’s vinegar is spilling over?" she teased.

Davis glared at her but said nothing.

"Davis," Alex’s voice came through, accompanied by the rustle of papers. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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