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 of what might be his

he had spoken, he didn’t know what she might do. She

the fear in his son’s eyes and said nothing more. He kept calm. But that didn’t mean he ignored what his

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

would receive toys, books, or other gifts. But this time, his father called him to the study and handed him a sealed

for real-life responsibilities early," Josh had

the folder, expecting a document about science or business. But what he saw made his heart

he

to scream in relief, in joy, but his father quickly placed a

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

as a child, he understood the weight of that moment. His heart though chastised continuously leaped

though recalling something missing, he looked up at his father with innocent

type of coldness he had never seen

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

photograph. His heart fluttered at the image of a beautiful, gentle-looking woman. Her smile was kind and her

up, Julia asked excitedly, "When are

respond right away. Julia couldn’t see his face, but his trembling shoulders spoke

age, Julia knew something was wrong. He understood human emotions even

were red. His voice

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

they returned, Josh made a difficult decision and sent Julia out of the country. It wasn’t punishment—it was protection,

raised abroad and trained strictly, with the best education and survival skills. By ten, every Anderson child was expected to be able to attend business meetings and make