Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1491

Chapter 1491

Chapter 1491:

“Well, you've had your kiss,” Gavin said with a sigh, his tone somewhere between exasperated and resigned.

“Can you get off now?”

Freda wasn’t backing down that easily. “Changed my mind. Today, I'm aiming for a proper French kiss. And when

I say it, | mean it!” she declared, her eyes alight with determination.

In that moment, she couldn’t fathom how she’d ever wasted ton someone like Theo. Compared to Gavin,

Theo was a total loser. How had she been so blind? The more she thought about it, the more she became

convinced—she had to lock Gavin down, and fast. Who knew how many other women were eyeing him like a

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prized trophy?

With newfound resolve, she cupped his face and leaned in again, her lips locking onto his with determination.

Gavin, desperate to avoid her, tried to shift away. But in the chaotic struggle, his push was a bit too forceful, and

Freda tumbled unceremoniously to the floor.

She hit the ground with a dull thud, sitting there in a daze, her wide eyes filled with a mix of bewilderment and

disbelief.

Gavin immediately crouched down, offering her his hand. “Sorry about that. | guess | went a little overboard. Are

you alright?”

Freda blinked, slowly processing what had just happened. Her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Seriously? Not only did | miss out on the kiss, but now I've been pushed to the floor?”

She sat on the floor, wailing her frustration for the world to hear. Gavin sighed. Gently tilting her chin up, he

leaned in and planted a soft, lingering kiss on her lips.

Freda froze. Her thoughts scattered like autumn leaves in the wind, and her eyes sparkled as they locked onto

Gavin's.

Without a word, Gavin scooped her up and settled her onto his lap, wrapping her snugly in his arms. “If | hold

you like this,” he said, “will you stop crying? And yelling, maybe?”

Freda, blushing furiously, tried to muster sdefiance. “What's that supposed to mean? Do you think I'm some

kid you need to calm down?”

Gavin chuckled, his voice warm and easy. “Well, aren’t you acting like one?”

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That crooked smile of his hit Freda square in the heart, unlocking a flood of memories she had tucked away. She

thought back to the tshe had fallen head over heels for him—a moment she hadn't dared revisit until now.

It had been three days after that unforgettable party when their paths crossed again. She had just realized, while

standing in line for ice cream, that her wallet and phone had been stolen.

Freda, holding a half-eaten ice cream cone, had only realized the predicament when the vendor demanded

payment. His stern glare cut through her like a knife, and before she knew it, tears began to fall.

Gavin, as if summoned by fate, appeared just in time. He paid for her ice cream without a second thought and

led her out of the shop. At first, she'd unleashed her frustration on him, her fists pounding against his chest as

she wailed, “Why weren't you here sooner? Do you have any idea how embarrassing that was?”

But Gavin, ever unflappable, simply tousled her hair with a soft chuckle. “Sorry for being late,” he said gently.

“Now, con. Let's turn this day around.”