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.
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.