Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 146: The Santiagos

As the car made its way home, Jessica’s thoughts were tangled. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on her mind. She had to plot out her next steps carefully, figuring out how best to handle the mood and the timing.

Then, a thought came to her mind —dinner. A casual setting. Everyone would be home, and she could ease into the conversation.

She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Bella’s number. It rang just once before Bella picked up.

"Hello?" Bella’s voice sounded distracted.

"Bella," Jessica said, keeping her tone neutral, "Come home early tonight. We need are having dinner together"

Bella raised an eyebrow. Jessica was never one to call people home without a reason. She tried to dig for more details, but Jessica wasn’t budging. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"Just come home," Jessica replied, her voice firm. "We’ll talk later."

Bella, though curious, didn’t push it further. Who was she to question her elder sister?

Next, Jessica called Ethan. He had been discreetly sent back to keep a close eyes on situations outside.

Though he had began to treat this place as home, because the place he called home had never treated him like one but here he felt alive and at home.

But when he saw Jessica’s name on his phone, he picked up, surprised. "Ethan, come back home. We need everyone here for dinner," Jessica instructed.

back for dinner when they have days where everyone returns

had seen their kindness, their warmth and wouldn’t want to

Jessica called. He had been managing the household

with family affairs and focus on the business side of things. When

the door waiting for her. He had

knew it was important. He pulled

Davis asked gently as he pulled back, studying her

faintly, nodding. "I’m fine. Let’s go

the chef. She wanted everything to be perfect for dinner. The food had to be just right for the conversation she was about to have. The staff would prepare the meal exactly as she wanted

sank into the couch, her mind still racing, when her phone

Dean," Jessica greeted the

attending doctor," the dean said. His voice was steady,

had kept a low profile. Every surgery she performed had been arranged carefully by her subordinates, always planned and executed without anyone knowing her identity. No one ever saw

though she already

Matilda Santiago," the dean answered, his voice casual but serious at the same

Santiagos. She had crossed their path once before, and the memory was a sharp one. There were three families that no one dared cross: the Santiagos, the Ravensdales, and the Allens. The Santiagos were notorious for their influence

family. She had already seen what their reach could do. But at

decline?" she asked, though she knew it was a

a real option. "But I wouldn’t advise

She had a feeling that this was more than just a simple medical case—it was a web of ties she didn’t want to touch. Still, the