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.

of Country Y. So why

bouquet?" she murmured, her voice laced with confusion as she glanced at the flowers in her hand which were strikingly similar

came to visit our mother," he answered, lifting the bouquet slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "It

snapped to his face at once, her

is

a deep sigh escaping his nose. He

here," he said, pointing at

here?" Jessica repeated, her voice thick

stranger’s grave as

wrong place. This is my mother’s

to restrain herself. But regardless of who he was... She wouldn’t allow

a mental note to speak to

how many people he had allowed access to her mother’s grave under false

crossed Julian’s lips. It was oddly refreshing to

he said, the corners of

at him as though truly seeing him for

ears like a bell, foreign, yet oddly calming. Her eyes widened, and her lips trembled as if to speak, but

it. You’re my

"Me? Your sister? Blood relation? You must

not at the wrong

at him, visibly unsettled. She shook her head lightly,

the Anderson heir

you’re not my brother," she replied. She paused. "As far as I know, my mother

cemetery once again before her eyes landed back on

another child and certainly not a son. The idea that Julian Anderson could be her brother was

some strange business tactic?" she wondered. But then, the Anderson

decision. The truth wouldn’t be accepted easily. Not

gently,

he said ’Mum’ made Jessica freeze. It was effortless as

mouth fell open. Her hands clenched the bouquet tighter, as if it could anchor her trembling

something deeper, her body shivered despite her effort to

of questions, her voice caught in

before, what she’d noticed briefly months ago in the

eyes flecked with gold, the dark ebony hair, a face shaped

respond, Julian stepped forward and gently took her hand in his, guiding her

hers, claiming to be her brother, her brother, from the

thoughts spun

What really happened?

did Nora Santiago from Country Y become

Brown to

is my brother,

mother

it possible I’ve misunderstood my

she tell me

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