Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: The Santiagos

As the car made its way home, Jessica’s thoughts were tangled. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on her mind. She had to plot out her next steps carefully, figuring out how best to handle the mood and the timing.

Then, a thought came to her mind —dinner. A casual setting. Everyone would be home, and she could ease into the conversation. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Bella’s number. It rang just once before Bella picked up.

"Hello?" Bella’s voice sounded distracted.

"Bella," Jessica said, keeping her tone neutral, "Come home early tonight. We need are having dinner together"

Bella raised an eyebrow. Jessica was never one to call people home without a reason. She tried to dig for more details, but Jessica wasn’t budging. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"Just come home," Jessica replied, her voice firm. "We’ll talk later."

Bella, though curious, didn’t push it further. Who was she to question her elder sister?

Next, Jessica called Ethan. He had been discreetly sent back to keep a close eyes on situations outside.

Though he had began to treat this place as home, because the place he called home had never treated him like one but here he felt alive and at home.

But when he saw Jessica’s name on his phone, he picked up, surprised. "Ethan, come back home. We need everyone here for dinner," Jessica instructed.

Ethan hesitated, confused. Something must have gone wrong for such a summon back for dinner when they have days where everyone returns for family dinner. He cannot neglect the invitation

This family had become important to him. He had seen their kindness, their warmth and wouldn’t want to miss an opportunity to chat, laugh and scheme.

Richard was the last person Jessica called. He had been managing the household in her absence, and to be honest, it had been tiring.

He was more than happy to take a break from dealing with family affairs and focus on the business side of things. When Jessica called, he simply agreed, his mind already back on his responsibilities.

When Jessica finally arrived home, she was greeted by Davis, who was sitting at the door waiting for her. He had no idea what was going on, but he could tell something was up by the expression on her face.

He didn’t ask questions, though. He could feel her emotions swirling, and whatever it was, he knew it was important. He pulled her in for a hug, holding her close for a moment, offering silent support.

"Are you alright?" Davis asked gently as he pulled back, studying her face.

Jessica smiled faintly, nodding. "I’m fine. Let’s go inside."

Once inside, Jessica made her way to the kitchen to give instructions to the chef. She wanted everything to be perfect for dinner. The food had to be just right for the conversation she was about to have. The staff would prepare the meal exactly as she wanted it, and she made sure they knew the timing—everything had to go smoothly.

Afterward, Jessica and Davis went to their bedroom. She sank into the couch, her mind still racing, when her phone rang. She picked it up without hesitation, seeing the caller ID: Dean.

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