Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1493:

She pulled out her phone with a determined smile and said, “Make it official!”

Gavin chuckled, taking her phone with a playful grin. “How do you want this picture? Just a heads-up, I’m not exactly a pro behind the lens. If it turns out terrible, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Freda huffed, tossing her hair back. “We’re both too good-looking for any angle to be bad. Trust me, we’re picture-perfect.”

Gavin laughed, clearly amused. “Give me a kiss! I want a picture of us kissing,” Freda demanded confidently, her eyes twinkling.

Gavin teased her back. “Don’t you think your possessiveness is a bit much?”

“I don’t care. You’re mine,” she replied with a playful pout, making it clear that there was no backing out. Gavin, of course, couldn’t resist and obliged, capturing the perfect kiss.

Afterward, she was quick to share the photo online, even using Gavin’s account to make it official.

Not long after, Gavin’s phone buzzed with a call from Elyse.

As he reached for it, his phone rang again—this time, it was Irving.

Suddenly, the desire to answer either call vanished into thin air. Freda’s phone rang too, and it was Celeste on the other end, confirming that she’d join her for dinner.

Freda beamed, looking at Gavin like she’d just won a battle. “See? I told you I could handle Celeste. Didn’t I? Your girlfriend’s got your back, huh?”

Gavin nodded, impressed. “You did a good job.”

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Freda hesitated, her eyes glancing at him shyly before she finally spoke up. “So… can I get a reward?”

He raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “A reward? What, like a handbag?” His mom was all about handbags, and his dad had a habit of buying them to keep her happy.

“I don’t want a handbag,” Freda said, almost shyly. After a pause, she hesitated before suggesting, “Could you just… hold me?”

He gave a questioning look but, seeing her blush, obliged. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

“And… a kiss too,” she added, pointing to her lips with a coy smile.

Gavin blinked in confusion. “Didn’t we just kiss?”

“Just because we kissed doesn’t mean we can’t do it again,” she argued, her voice soft and teasing. “I love it when you kiss me. You owe me a reward, remember? You have to kiss me all afternoon.”

“All afternoon? My lips are gonna be sore,” Gavin said, bewildered by the request.

“I don’t care,” Freda pouted, acting cute as she wrapped her arms around him. “Just hold me and kiss me, please!”noveldrama

Gavin, utterly charmed, couldn’t say no.

So, that afternoon, he found himself doing nothing but holding Freda and showering her with kisses.

Elyse sat in the yard, scrolling through her phone when she stumbled upon Freda’s latest post—a carefully staged shot of her kissing Gavin.

Her heart skipped a beat as the image registered in her mind. Without thinking, she swiped to refresh, only to find the same photo on Gavin’s own feed.

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