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

to get out" She

muttered as she pushed past Aaron struggling to

placed her glass down and leaned back slightly. "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell, do you need my

didn’t respond. She focused all her energy on making it to the restroom without collapsing. Each step felt heavier,

also

She gripped the porcelain tightly, breathing heavily as

pupils were dilated, her lips slightly parted as she gasped for breath. "No,

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

her body is no longer in cognizance with her mind. "Things are getting out of control" She thought. "My

right dosage. It is

mistake? Or a wrong administration ...." She mused. Her mind spinning rapidly with possibilities of

The drug was known for amplifying its effects when mixed

No, Orange ...

Jessica an orange juice but she had accepted the drink not recalling the drugs reaction

had been hit with the stone she prepared for Jessica. A nauseating wave of helplessness crashed into her as

drink ", she mused, a smile of self mockery

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