Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 172: Are you incapable?

"please bring Bella in," Jessica called, her voice calm and composed.

Due to the guards sending everyone away even Bella was also ushered out the room leaving only Donald and Jessica.

Donald nodded and quietly left the ward. Moments later, he returned with Bella, who didn’t seem too concerned about the unconscious woman lying on the bed. Instead, her eyes were fixed on her sister-in-law.

She had lost her composure at the news of Matilda’s case not optimistic that she was beginning to wonder if she was in anyway connected to them.

"Are you okay?" Bella asked softly, her tone laced with worry.

Jessica gave a light smile. "What could possibly happen to me?"

Bella sighed and took a deep breath. Jessica looked at her and gave a small nod. "Go back to your office, get me some hot water and my bag."

Jessica had left her bag behind earlier when she came to check on Matilda Santiago. She hadn’t expected the situation to be this critical.

To the untrained eye, Matilda looked completely lifeless—just a body waiting to be transferred to the morgue. That’s why everyone had given up hope when she walked in.

But Jessica wasn’t going to let that stop her. Even if there was only a 10% chance, she had to take it. That was why she ordered everyone out of the room.

A crowded ward wasn’t helpful for the type of treatment she planned to give and not just that but patients needed an uncrowded place.

Jessica had been trained in both Western medicine and traditional herbal healing. And for this situation, she knew Western medicine wouldn’t be enough.

Her hands moved quickly over Matilda’s body, pressing key pressure points to help bring warmth and life back into her limbs. She worked with precision, her fingers firm yet gentle, as she focused on reviving even the faintest sign of life.

a jug of hot boiled water and her bag. Jessica sighed in relief. She unzipped the bag and immediately pulled out a small vial—an emergency anti-poison serum she had carefully prepared by herself and she always

had begun to notice subtle signs—tiny discolorations and twitching patterns—that

someone had managed to poison Matilda

the bitter serum down her throat, forcing her to

bitter root (aja mgbede)—into a steaming cup. She had originally prepared these herbs to help Matilda flush out lingering toxins, but now

concoction. The smell was sharp,

the trash can ready," Jessica said. "Also, open

followed

to form on Matilda’s forehead. Her body twitched lightly, and Jessica kept massaging her

Finally, Matilda jerked.

black, clotted mix of blood and water into the trash can. Bella jumped

gently. Matilda was weak, her eyes

bowl of warm water,"

body and laid her

as

Jessica arrived, he had all but given up and was about to inform the

opened the door as one summoned from afar, Donald rushed

saw Matilda breathing faintly on the bed.

said sharply. "Are you just incapable... or were you never truly trying to keep

He had thought about it many times while Jessica worked on Matilda—how careless he had been. How he assumed everything was fine, only to find out someone had gotten to her again, right under

an elder. Her commanding presence wasn’t something he had seen in others from the Santiago

Donald swallowed hard.

to extend their ugly fingers? Even here,

can. "Take a