Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 170: Memories...

By the time Julia left the study, it was already past dinner. His mood melancholic, his steps were slow and heavy as he made his way to his room,

His heart was weighed down with thoughts—questions and confusion swirling in his mind about his past and the mystery surrounding him and his twin sister. He had to solve it all and bring the matter to a closure.

For as long as he could remember, Sonia Andrews was introduced to him as his mother. She held that title in name, but he had never felt any real connection to her.

They were like night and day and she had always been the opposite of what he is Even as a child, he would often ask his father if she was truly his mother.

In public, in front of family and guests, Sonia treated him like a precious jewel—her baby boy, always full of love and attention. But the moment they were alone, her true nature would come out. Her kind words turned cold, and she treated him with disdain.

Behind closed doors, Julia became her target—she’d hit him, pinch him, insult him. He was just a punching bag to her. A child with no value.

At just six years old, Julia was already convinced that Sonia Andrews wasn’t his real mother. No matter how hard hearted a mother is, there would be leniency.

One day, he’d finally gathered the courage to tell his father. He had sneaked into the study, tears in his eyes, and told Josh everything.

"Are you sure about this?" Josh had asked, his voice serious.

Julia nodded. He wanted his father to believe him. Without another word, he had lifted his shirt, revealing fresh bruises and scratches on his skin.

His father’s face darkened immediately. It was clear he was furious. Julia knew hell might be let loose. He dare not take chances.

But before he could storm out, Julia ran forward and grabbed the hem of his shirt tightly, stopping him.

might have been written all over his face. Yes, he was really afraid

If Sonia found out he had spoken, he didn’t know what she might do. She had always warned him that the

his son’s eyes and said nothing more. He kept

ways to alleviate the torture making sure he leaves maids and guards around him since she

or other gifts. But this time, his father called him to

grow up fast. We prepare them for real-life responsibilities

business. But what he saw made his heart skip a beat—it

he read the result. Sonia wasn’t his

relief, in joy, but his father quickly placed a hand

man keeps his secrets," Josh said calmly. Julia felt like a bucket of cold water had

child, he understood the weight of that moment. His heart though chastised continuously leaped in happiness, he was overjoyed— finally he was

his father with innocent curiosity and asked, "Then, who is my

face clouded with sadness and cold. The type of coldness he had never seen on his

the floor and see if you love her." He said

envelope again. With a shaky hand he picked up the envelope and pulled out a photograph. His heart fluttered at the image of a beautiful, gentle-looking

asked excitedly, "When are we bringing her

back and didn’t respond right away. Julia couldn’t see his face, but his trembling shoulders

knew something was wrong. He understood human emotions even as a child because he had been forced through

red. His voice was hoarse when

word, Josh took him—only not to a house, but to a cemetery. His real mother was gone, long before she ever got the chance to know

out of

best education and survival skills. By ten, every Anderson child was expected to be able to attend business meetings and