Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 48: What ...do you...want?

"I am sorry but I just need to use the restroom", Vera responded.

She wriggled her hand free from Aaron grip but then she felt a wave of dizziness slammed into her like a crashing tide. She shook her head lightly to regain her focus.

She gripped the table instinctively, her knuckles turning white. The room around her spun slightly, and for a brief second, she felt weightless, as though her body wasn’t her own.

A strange numbness hit her nerves crawling up her fingers, slowly spreading to her arms. Her breath hitched as her heart pounded erratically, beating against her ribs.

She swallowed hard, as she struggled to ease the sudden dryness in her throat, but even the action felt strenuous for her. She struggled to gather her composure but it seems tedious.

Jessica, who had been observing her quietly, tilted her head. "Sister-in-law, are you alright?" Her voice was smooth, calm—too calm. The gazes of the people on the table rested on her.

Vera’s stomach twisted uncomfortably. It wasn’t the food—it was the drink. She had made sure to prepare it herself.

She had only intended to make Jessica weak and sickly not to kill her but only to humiliate her in front of the entire family — a momentary weakness, mild paralysis in the limbs, and delayed cognitive processing.

It isn’t too much for the pain she has felt since their arrival but no—she is the one experiencing those exact symptoms. How unfair!

Vera’s mind raced, replaying every step of her plan. She had been careful—meticulous and concise.

Her gaze snapped to Jessica, who was sipping her lemon juice with an air of leisure, her expression calm and mocking. Vera’s stomach dropped.

was working fast—faster than expected. Her knees wobbled when she tried to move, a sense of

I need to get out" She mused. Gathering every ounce

she muttered as she pushed past Aaron struggling to

her glass down and leaned back slightly. "Sister-in-law, are you feeling

Each step felt

also hallucinating?" She

were shaking uncontrollably. She gripped the porcelain tightly, breathing heavily

her temple. Her pupils were dilated, her lips slightly parted as she gasped for breath. "No, I can’t lose

fingers, they can’t move... Impossible", she muttered continuously, her heart

tried to curl her fingers into a fist, but her muscles refused to obey. It was as though her body is no longer in cognizance with her mind. "Things are getting out of control" She thought. "My phone, my phone....I need to make a call"

I followed the instructions and administered the right dosage. It is only meant

Her mind spinning rapidly

struck her. The drug was known

Orange

she had accepted the drink not recalling the drugs

she prepared for Jessica. A nauseating wave of

Jessica had known and insisted she switch the drink ", she mused, a smile of

swaying dangerously. A choked gasp left Vera’s lips as the weight of her failure settled in. Her own scheme had backfired, trapping