Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 60: Aren’t you ashamed of me?

"Do you care to letsee your legs?" she asked softly. Jessica had been meaning to ask this but the right time

and opportunity never came.

Davis had long shut himself up that it becvery difficult to approach him and the issue of his legs as been a

sacred topic. Though they lived together, it's more like she forced herself into his cold solitary world.

But this tseems to be the best time. May be he will be willing to talk, may be he will be willing to let her see.

And only then will she able to forge a way forward.

Her gaze rested on his face brimming with concern and heartache. While silently encouraging him to give

himself a chance.

Davis looked at her face taking note of the various expressions —no judgment in her gaze, only concern,

sincerity and heartache.

She understood how deeply he struggled with his vulnerability, how much he hated being exposed, how much of

a shadow his condition had left on him.

Davis felt complicated about what to do or say. Aside from Ethan, who had passed through so much with him

every other person had always looked at him with gaze filled with mockery.

Davis with complicated gaze looked at for a while and chuckled lightly in self mockery.

"Aren't you ashamed of me?" he asked quietly, the question hanging in the air between them, his heart beating

wildly in trepidation.

This question has haunted him for so long, and he had avoided asking for fear of the answer. He always feels and

believe the reason of Vera's betrayal stems from how shameful it will be to associate herself with a crippled.

But now, with the walls he had built around himself crumbling bit by bit, it slipped out before he could stop it. His

heart raced as he awaited her response, unsure if he could bear the truth of what she might say.

Jessica gaze on him lingered for sometime, not missing the series of emotions that flickered across his face—

fear, nervousness, vulnerability, shand pain.

It was clear he wanted an answer, a confirmation of his hope but he dreaded the very possibility of what it might

be. He didn’t want his hope dashed and will prefer he lives without having any.

Seeing how he braced himself for the answer he dreaded. Her heart ached for him, but looking at his expectant

face, something else stirred in her too—the urge to tease him.

A smile crept up her lips, mischief glistening in her eyes. But then her gaze fell lightly on his lips, a fleeting

thought crossing her mind. "Wouldn't a kiss provide the right answer", she mused. It had always been him

forcefully kissing her may be she can get her revenge on this day.

Davis noticed the change in her expression with the smile tugging at her lips, a thought flashed through his mind

—she is up to no good.

Jessica shifted her focus on his lips as series of naughty thoughts rushed through her mind. His eyes locked onto

hers, as though caught in a trance, Davis's gaze followed hers, his focus shifting to her lips.

As if a silent command had been issued, his body in obedience leaned in and captured her lips in a tender yet

consuming kiss. Though hesitantly at first, but as she responded with the sfervor he let go of any hesistance

as he deepens the kiss.

His hand moved to her waist, tightening lightly as he pulled her closer to himself. The other slid gently up her

side, caressing her. She twitched slightly beneath his touch as the heat from his hand seeped through the fabric

of her clothes, an electrifying warmth coursing through her body.

For a moment, everything else faded. The world outside, the worries, the tension, the pain, the nervousness—

they all melted away in the simplicity of the moment. The kiss deepened, soft but full of an unspoken need.

Slowly, Davis's hand slid under the fabric of her clothing, sending electrifying waves across her bare skin.

Jessica gasped lightly breaking the kiss, her breath hitched, and instinctively, she held his hand, her touch both

hesitant and firm.

"lI am sorry, I...| overstepped," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, as she tried to pull away from his

grasp.

But Davis held her in place, his grip gentle but unyielding. Her face turned beet red, warmth flooding her cheeks

as she blamed herself for the situation.

Being in such close proximity to him, feeling the weight of his touch and his presence—it had always been

challenging for her.

Davis smiled at her embarrassed face, it is not always that he has the opportunity of seeing her lose her

composure. He felt the burden of the day’s event lessen.

Seeing his smirk, Jessica felt like slapping him hard "Do you think it’s funny?" She queried. Her temper flaring.

"It’s okay, don’t be offended. We are still husband and wife."

Just as she wanted to retort, her phone rang, cutting through the room. She swallowed the word that is already

the tip of her lips.

She considered stepping outside to take the call, but on a second thought she decided otherwise because her

body still felt the emotions of the few seconds ago.

Jessica sighed deeply, and slowly, she pulled out her phone, and as soon as she saw the caller's name, her mood

shifted. Her shoulders tensed, and her eyes darkened.

Davis felt the change in her body and glance briefly at the phone screen catching a glimpse of the nflashing

across it—Dad. His gaze hardened slightly his voice low but firm. "It's your father. You answer."

"He won't say anything good", she muttered. "But you have to answer or the call will never end", he advised.

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"Jessica, what have you done in the Allen family?" he demanded, his tone sharp, laced with an underlying anger.

"What did | do? Or what have you heard | did?" she asked, her voice was steady, though there was a sharp edge

to her words as she responded to George's question.

She wasn’t about to let him dictate the narrative without knowing exactly what he thought or what information

had reached him.

She wouldn't doubt it if George called her due to a hearsay, and wouldn't hesitate to throw her under the car

should the need arise.

"You almost killed the old man, you and your crippled disappointment of a husband!" George's voice cracked

through the phone, loud and venomous. His words were an assault, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

Her grip tightened on the phone, her chest tightening with the weight of his words. Her gaze turned cold the

temperature in the room dropping as her aura shifted.

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"Did you just say ...crippled ...disappointment of a hus..band?" She drawled icily.