Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Twin sister...

"Julian Anderson?" she called, confused. Her gaze settled on him inquisitively. Of all the places she expected to see him, it was never in a cemetery and not just any cemetery, but the very one where her mother lay, and at her mother’s tomb.

She couldn’t help but wonder what might have led him here. Did he have some unusual or fetish hobby that involved visiting cemeteries?

Jessica’s gaze hovered over him, searching for any sign of delusion or odd behavior.

But his clothes were intact, his tie neatly knotted, and his suit crisp...a clear indication he wasn’t losing his mind.

Noting her scrutinizing gaze, Julian took a deep breath and waited for her to speak. At this moment, he chose to tread cautiously. He couldn’t afford to startle her.

His gaze flickered to the slight swell of her baby bump, and his eyes narrowed as a thought crossed his mind.

Is she pregnant?

Why haven’t I received a report on this? Or did she intentionally conceal it?

He felt his heart thumping with anticipation and a strange sense of joy. Does this mean I’ll soon be an uncle?

Noticing his eyes lingering on her belly, Jessica instinctively took a step back.

"Julian Anderson," she called again, this time her voice cold, strict, and dignified.

Julian quickly retracted his gaze. "Good day, Jessica," he greeted with a slight nod, his tone soft and polite, though his heart pounded in his chest with trepidation.

Seeing Jessica here at the cemetery was both a shock and an unexpected encounter.

He wasn’t prepared for this. He had always imagined their first meeting would take place in a boardroom perhaps while forging a business partnership that might evolve into a friendship.

From there, he could gradually reveal the truth about who he was, and what she meant to him.

But who could predict the future? With no other option, Julian decided to take things as they came.

Julian drew a calm, steadying breath just as her voice drifted across the quiet space.

"Julian Anderson," she called again, as though trying to confirm his identity. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she stared at him.

Several thoughts raced through her mind, her veins pulsing erratically.

"Sister," he answered, his voice calm.

But his words were lost in the light breeze and the soft ruffling of leaves and grasses that blew past them.

Jessica took a step forward and glanced behind him.

"What are you doing here?" "How did you get here?" "Why are you holding the bouquet?" Did you lose someone?"

She asked all in one breath, her eyes scanning the surroundings as she tried to make sense of why Julian Anderson would be here of all places.

Y. So why would he be in a

her voice laced with confusion as she glanced at the flowers

mother," he answered, lifting the bouquet slightly, a faint smile tugging at his

gaze snapped to his face at once, her eyes blinking rapidly

is

his head lightly, a deep sigh escaping his nose. He turned and walked back toward the tomb,

at the tombstone in front

voice thick with

as their mother’s?" she wondered

I think you’re at the wrong place. This is my mother’s tomb," she stated firmly, her

who he

to

had allowed access to

small, amused smile crossed Julian’s lips. It was oddly refreshing to see his sister fuming unlike the cool, reserved CEO

he said, the corners of his

staring at him as though truly seeing him for

ears like a bell, foreign, yet oddly calming. Her eyes widened, and her lips trembled

"That’s how nature planned it. You’re my sister, not

sharply, mockingly. "Me? Your sister? Blood relation? You must

not mistaken. And I’m not at the wrong place," he

him, visibly unsettled. She shook her head

unwell, but the Anderson heir had

brother," she replied. She paused. "As

once again before

her mother never had another child and certainly not a son. The idea that

some strange business tactic?" she wondered. But then, the Anderson Group didn’t lack credibility or

slowly, making a firm decision. The truth wouldn’t be accepted easily. Not

Mum," he said gently, "then

’Mum’ made Jessica freeze. It was effortless as though

hands clenched the bouquet tighter, as if it could anchor

pregnancy hormones or something deeper, her body shivered despite her effort to remain

voice caught in her

before, what she’d noticed briefly months

dark ebony hair, a face shaped like hers but with the sharp distinction

Julian stepped forward and

hand in hers,

thoughts spun

What really happened?

Nora Santiago from Country Y become

George Brown to her,

is my brother, who is

my mother married

it possible I’ve

didn’t she

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