Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption-Chapter 36: Morning After

~ Davis mansion~

The sun rays filtered through the window which remained tightly shut even after 10 a.m in the morning.

The light casts a golden glow on the walls and furnitures in the room. Davis well dressed in a pristine suit with sharp edge, his face calm and collected sat on his wheelchair close the floor to ceiling window, The morning financial times in his hand as he skimmed through the news, occasionally glancing at the figure still sleeping on the bed with a warm gaze.

He had always been early riser before his accident but since then sleep has become a luxury that even the riches of the Allen family could not help him acquire it. Whenever he shuts his eyes to sleep, he will be awakened by the terrible nightmare that had hunted him since the accident.

To relieve himself, he would drink himself to oblivion yet sleep never came until the first night Jessica spent in his mansion when she had instructed Ethan to prepare his bath with essential oils and the instructions needed to prepare them.

After that bath, he was given a chance to experience the happiness of a restful sleep with the help proper medicated bath.But this night had been quite different, he had fallen asleep briefly after she joined him in bed.

It had only been their first night sharing a room, and surprisingly, he hadn’t been as bothered as he initially thought he would be.

Looking at the time he considered waking her up, he quietly folded the newspaper neatly and placed it on the small coffee table beside him. His fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair as he studied the figure on the bed. Jessica was curled up under the duvet, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. He felt reluctant to wake her up.

Davis glanced at his watch again. 10:15 a.m He sighed in helplessness "She is really a deep sleeper" he murmured lightly a faint smile on his lips as he glanced at his gold wristwatch.

He shook his head and slowly wheeled himself closer to the bed muttering in a low gentle tone "It’s already late, yet she’s still lost in dreamland," his eyes flickering with amusement.

He leaned slightly forward and tapped the body sleeping under the duvet. "Jessica, Jessica, wake up." his voice was calm yet firm. As he didn’t receive any response, he arched his brow "Still asleep?" He muttered.

He pushed her with a little more force "Wake up, sleeping beauty. It’s morning already."

Jessica stirred slightly but only buried her face deeper into the pillow. Davis exhaled. "Do you plan to sleep the entire day?" He queried with amusement.

Jessica slowly lifted her head and peeked from under the covers, her eyes groggy and drowsy. "What time is it?" she mumbled as she rubbed her eyes.

"Fifteen minutes past ten," he replied, folding his arms. "Haven’t you slept more than enough?"

Jessica shot her gaze towards him ready to question what he is doing in her room when she remembered they are now sharing a room. She sighed, a bitter chuckle escaping her lips. She turned away and pulled the duvet over her body "No, Just a few more minutes."

Davis nodded. "With this rate, it is certain a few more minutes will turn into hours but if you still want to remain in bed then it is wise I join you too" he stated indifferently.

Jessica’s eyes flew open, suspicion crept into her gaze as she saw Davis fiddling with his cufflinks . "What are you doing?" She shouted. "Join in you in bed" he answered as a matter of fact.

"You don’t dare", she stated as she nimbly flipped out of the bed at an amazing speed that left Davis speechless. "Am I that scary?" He smirked apparently in a good mood but the speed of Jessica leaving the bed made him rethink —how a simple girl will have such a skill.

Jessica stood at the foot of the bed, her hair slightly disheveled as she glared at him with anger. She had slept very late due to worry. After she climbed the bed, she found it hard to close her eyes due to Davis presence.

She had to stay awake and it was after his breathing evened that she noticed he had slept off and slowly she drifted off. Jessica huffed before running her fingers through her hair. "Fine, I’m up. Are you satisfied now?"

Davis leaned back in satisfaction. "Sure I am because I wouldn’t want you been a lazy girl. Now go freshen up. Breakfast is already getting cold."

Jessica muttered under her breath as she padded toward the bathroom.

Davis watched her retreating figure, shook his head lightly, maybe sharing a room with her won’t be so bad after all. He wouldn’t have woken her up but he just wants to have a meal with her before going out.

In the bathroom, Jessica stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair like a bird nest and sighed. "It’s really embarrassing", she muttered. She hurriedly had her bath and why drying her body with a towel her hand paused as she recalled "I guess I have to return to my room to prepare".

She stepped out of the bathroom wrapped tightly in a towel and found Davis gazing into the distance lost in thought. "E...m...m, I will go over to my room to prepare", she said contemplatively.

Davis snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at her, his expression unreadable. His gaze flickered briefly over her exposed body parts, before his eyes lingered briefly on her long legs that were exposed from the knee, he felt his breathe hitch before he quickly gathered himself and leaned back in his wheelchair.

"You don’t have to," he said casually, his fingers tapping lightly against the armrest as he averted his gaze on her.

Jessica blinked in confusion. "What do you mean?"