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.

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

to process it all. But then, he

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

him with calm, determined eyes. She could see the uncertainty in

don’t have to worry about that, Donald," she said gently, placing a reassuring hand on

do. Make arrangements for her to be my attending doctor. That way, we can be around her more often. We’ll give her

drew together, still unsure. "And after that?" he asked, his tone more serious now. "What happens

go with the flow," she

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

can’t rush it," Lady Matilda added. "She might have been through a lot. She needs time,

nodded slowly, though his chest still felt tight with emotion. He had been the closest to Nora but when she left they didn’t know but had gone

shimmered with tears she didn’t allow to fall. She had always known, deep inside,

something inside her never stopped hoping. Now,

sure Jessica was safe and

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

at his mother. "You’re sure

she knows the truth and decides what she wants, we’ll do our part—from the shadows if we must. No harm

,

,

,

waiting area. Her

Elliot or Bella that she

acted around each other. There was something subtle in the way they cared for one