Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 129: Decision...

In another room...

Jessica slid on a pair of clean gloves. In front of her, she had three glass cups, some cotton swabs, and three small clear transparent pouches. Inside each pouch were strands of hair—some long, some short, and some grey.

She worked slowly and carefully, just like a professional. She picked up the first glass cup, swabbed it gently to collect anything left behind, and sealed the sample. Then she did the same for the second and third cups. Once done, she turned her attention to the hair strands. Each type was easy to tell apart—Bella’s hair was long and brown, Davis’s was short and dark, and Elliot’s hair was grey and thick.

Jessica had always felt the girl in the picture had an uncanny resemblance to her best friend Bella whom she had met by coincidence and had since shared everything with.

Not having a recollection of her past memory, Jessica had let her bury the past and start a new life. It was funny that on the day of her name she had asked her name to choose a name for herself and she subconsciously said Bella but that was all

And for the past decade, she has been with her but meeting Davis who had mentioned his sister’s name as Bella and with their similarities Jessica had been suspicious.

But then, her worry and suspicion increased with Elliot’s visit. Looking at Davis and Elliot, It was as though they were cut out of the same mold.

Earlier that evening, while they were all having dinner together, Jessica’s sharp eyes caught something strange. It wasn’t something loud or obvious—it was subtle, but she couldn’t ignore it with the rising suspicion.

were different in age and background, they all seemed to enjoy the same dish. Not just that—they reacted the same way to most things on

tonight told her that this wasn’t just a simple coincidence. Something deeper was going on. The strange similarities

She told her not to wash the cups. Instead, she wanted them brought straight to her room. The maid obeyed without question. With a plan

set up for fun—karaoke and music. While Bella sang joyfully

thought back over the past months, years and week. She had been watching closely. All three of them—Bella, Davis, and Elliot—had so many things

with strawberries. But both Davis and Elliot seemed to dislike them and avoided them completely. That small detail made Jessica even more curious yet was the only thing stopping

they be related? Why the similarities? Why the same taste and preference?" She didn’t want to say it out loud yet.

Elliot were. Their preferences, their way of speaking, even the way they

her the perfect opportunity to gather the samples without raising suspicion. Now, with physical evidence in hand, she could finally begin testing and confirm

inside a box and sealed it. She planned to send them to her lab tonight but with Davis clingy habit she had to wait till morning. She would have delegated Richard with the task

out of the window. The moonlight poured gently into the

from the test, she

with questions and assumptions. "What if Davis was

~At Karaoke room~