Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 343: Visiting the Brown family

After Jessica left the cemetery, several thoughts raced through her mind. In as much as she tried to deny that sinking feeling at the pit of her stomach about this newfound brother, the striking similarities seemed to be the barrier.

For the long years she had lived, Jessica was certain she hadn’t come across any similarities to her appearance in Country Y. Thinking back now, she wondered if it had anything to do with race.

She rubbed her temples as she advised herself to push such thoughts away from her, yet it seemed to become more persistent.

With quick probing through her schedule, the welcoming dinner at the Santiagos’ home was in two days, and with her decision to visit her grandmother, the very lady that had taken that charge—"I will visit tomorrow because I needed answers."

"Possibly once Davis goes to work."

"I have to unravel every mystery surrounding my existence, and finally, I have to visit the Brown family—and shouldn’t today be the best time?"

With her decision made, "Drive to the Brown family," she instructed. He

Picking up her phone, she decided to check up on Davis, but then she noticed a message from him.

"Lunch was awesome. Can I be greedy to request for another day?" A smile tugged at her as she rubbed her baby bump.

"Not impossible. You have to plead with the baby," she replied, and her phone rang that instant.

"Do you still have the rare calling at this time?" she asked playfully.

"Work couldn’t be more important than you," he chuckled.

They chatted for a while, and she informed him of her trip to the Brown family. Davis was skeptical about the visit but didn’t object.

had survived the Brown family, and at this time, he

careful," he said before

encounter with Julian since the information wasn’t

relieved of the burden on her heart, and with that, the

~Brown Family~

problems and after two hours

in front of the once-grand

stepped out of the car, her eyes narrowed as she

it. Several cracks snaked along the weather-stained walls like veins, the gate massive, yet the

information she had gathered the previous week, she noted that George had practically

towards the several mishaps she had encountered, she had wanted to take over the group

to buy it over, paying George an ample amount of money

made her way towards the gate, a guard following her closely as she walked towards the

crest that once adorned the gate had faded to a dull brass, half of it broken, the other half hanging

pushed it lightly; it creaked on its bolt as it opened wider. Jessica stepped into the compound and her world spun around at the

and the greenish lawn once manicured and trimmed to perfection had transformed into a jungle of weeds and tangled grass. The marble statues flanking the entrance

gust of wind rustled the dry leaves scattered across the cracked driveway as though welcoming her

more quiet than usual. The air was heavy and

took a few steps as she climbed the few flights of stairs and stopped

furrowed. If she wasn’t mistaken, that was supposed to be George

who’s there?" he

mistake the drowsiness; it had to be one coming from a drunk man. She