Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 157: Emergency

The entire morning passed peacefully in the garden. The weather was perfect with the sunlight filtering gently through the trees, and a light breeze carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers swam through the garden.

Birds chirped in the distance, and the gentle rustle of leaves added a soothing background to the cheerful conversations happening around the table.

Laughter echoed between the stone walls of the garden as the family sat together enjoying their breakfast. They talked about everything and nothing, enjoying this rare moment of peace. It had been a long time since any of them had felt this relaxed.

Bella smiled warmly. She looked at Jessica and Elliot, her heart full and grateful. She still couldn’t believe she was able to reconnect with a blood relation.

Looking at Elliot, Jessica and Davis she was happy and promised herself to make the best of the moment.

Davis sat near her, sipping his tea, his leg stretched out carefully as he rested. Everyone had gathered here simply to enjoy each other’s company.

Then suddenly, the soft ringing of Jessica’s phone broke the calm. Everyone looked at her as she reached into her pocket with a slight frown. She glanced at the screen and sighed.

"It’s from the hospital," she said quietly before answering. "Hello, Dean," she greeted calmly. But her calmness didn’t last long.

"What did you just say?" Jessica’s voice suddenly turned sharp. She stood up, her chair screeching slightly against the stone floor. She quickly turned on the speaker and a male voice echoed through the garden.

"Lady Matilda went into shock this morning. She’s has been brought in into the hospital but her son had insisted you come immediately. He says you’re the only one he’ll trust to continue her treatment."

Jessica’s lips tightened. "Send me her full medical report while I head to the hospital to check on her situation and check if you can get your hands on the possible causes," she instructed quickly.

"Okay, I will do it right away," the voice replied before the call ended.

Jessica stood still, her eyes clouded with worry, a frown settling on her face as she analyzed the situation silently.

Lady Matilda had seemed fine yesterday. She had even spoken to her outside the testing center where she mentioned coming to see a friend. Later, she was called by the Dean informing her of their request for her to be the attending physician. Now, less than twenty-four hours later, she was in shock.

had gone wrong?" She mused silently, her breathe coming in short gasps with nothing to say. She just stared at the garden

chest as an unfamiliar feeling she couldn’t understand rose in her chest. She felt restless and anxious following the news. A rare feeling of hers that can only surface with close ties like Davis, Bella, Richard or any one with a closer bound to

her closely. He could see the concern in her eyes, the tightness in her

She looked down at their hands, then at him. His eyes were

garden with them at

concern and worry laced in

complained of. And now, hearing this sudden news, he felt a wave of dread

not falling into the class of her enemies

fingers cold. "Why does this feel so personal?" she whispered

Davis answered quietly while Elliot, who had been silently observing, finally

her, go. But don’t be careless. You know the kind of enemies we’re dealing with at the moment. Take an

and has always

came out almost in a whisper. "Should I come with you?" Jessica shook her head. "No, it’s better you stay here.

said, her voice laced

smile. "I will." She turned to leave and Davis followed

he paused near the garden gate as looked over her shoulder one last time. "I’ll update you when I get

she disappeared into

replaced with an uneasy silence. They sat in silence for a while

a dark hoodie and jeans. She picked out

guards followed her with one serving as the driver and the other on a motorcycle that could easily blend

she couldn’t shake the worry

mind replaying yesterday’s meeting with Lady

her with a strange intensity, her eyes searching. Then she had requested

was in shock? Unresponsive?" Jessica’s emotion was unstable as she

scanned the details. Nothing stood out clearly. Yet her condition had collapsed

it be stress? Or... was