Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 145: Results

Jessica turned to face Donald and gave him a polite nod. He stood there frozen, looking at her as if she were a ghost from his past.

His lips parted slightly, then closed again, as though he wanted to say something but had lost the words. The look in his eyes was one of pure shock—he was clearly struggling to process what he was seeing, even though he tried to keep a straight face.

He hadn’t expected that depth of familiarity. .

She looked so familiar—her features, her grace, her presence. There was something about her that stirred a memory buried deep within him.

But it wasn’t just her appearance. It was the way she carried herself. The feeling in the air had changed the moment she arrived. It was subtle, yet strong—like something finally fitting into place.

Jessica noticed the way he was staring and offered a gentle smile, hoping to ease the sudden tension. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Santiago," she said calmly.

"Uh... likewise," Donald stammered, shaking himself out of his daze. He reached out and gave her a quick, awkward handshake.

Lady Matilda let out a soft chuckle. "He doesn’t usually get this quiet," she teased, her voice filled with amusement.

Jessica laughed lightly, still feeling the weight of her own thoughts. Her heart was racing again. The closer she got to the truth, the more nervous she became. Though she had tried to bury the emotions, they always found their way back.

"Well," she said with a soft smile, "I need to go inside now. Maybe we’ll meet again sometime soon."

They exchanged a parting greeting and she turned and walked toward the entrance. Donald’s eyes followed her the whole way, his mind spinning. "She is indeed Nora’s duplicate.

And then— the necklace.

Because of the way her blouse dipped slightly at the neckline, the necklace she wore had become visible. His breath caught in his throat. It was the necklace—The Santiagos’ relics. The one his mother had described again and again.

story was just a wish his mother refused to let go of. He had never truly believed they would find her. And yet, here she was—so real, so close. A storm of emotions swept through him—joy, disbelief, hope, and fear

to process it all. But

a quiet, calm voice. "Do you think... will she accept

Matilda turned to her son and looked at him with calm, determined eyes. She could see the uncertainty in him, and she understood

that, Donald," she said gently, placing a reassuring hand on his

her to be my attending doctor. That

he asked, his tone more

Matilda smiled thoughtfully. "We go with the flow,"

was no perfect plan for this kind of situation. Life didn’t always follow a script. Some things had to unfold naturally. For now, they would stay close to her without forcing anything. When the time was right, the truth

rush it," Lady Matilda added. "She might have been through a lot. She needs time, and we

closest to Nora but when she left they didn’t know but had gone into frenzy searching for her

with tears

her never stopped hoping. Now, standing so close to her granddaughter, it

needed to make sure Jessica was safe and protected—whether or not she ever accepted them as

family," Matilda said firmly. "She must be placed under discreet protection. She doesn’t know us

looked at his mother.

said without hesitation. "She’s our blood. Until she knows the truth and decides what she wants, we’ll do our part—from the shadows

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the center and was welcomed warmly by a nurse, who politely led her to the waiting area. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest as she

was composed, but her mind was in chaos. She hadn’t told Davis, Elliot or Bella that she was coming here for test. She just hoped they would understand her reasons when the time was

acted around each other. There was something subtle in the