My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 244

This was the first time that Emily appeared in front of Matriarch with an undisguised face.

Unexpectedly, Matriarch looked up and saw her daughter, who appeared in her sight alive.

This beautiful and exquisite facial features, this fair and delicate complexion, these big black and bright eyes!

This was all, her Talia!

When Matriarch got excited, she was about to get out of the wheelchair.

This action made the maid who had been guarding her side so frightened that she rushed forward to help her.

Emily was also taken aback, and rushed towards Matriarch at the fastest speed.

With the concerted efforts of the two, they were finally shocked and let Matriarch sit back in the wheelchair.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Matriarch grasped Emily's hand, she burst into tears with excitement.

"Talia, is it you? I know you are still alive, and I know that one day you will come back to see me."

"Grandma..." Emily frowned, looking at the maid.

The maid shook her head, indicating that she didn't know what happened.

Just looking at Emily for a long time, her eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Emily's face, even her voice was trembling.

"You...you...you are Miss Emily!"

She recognized Emily by her voice when she called Matriarch grandma.

It turned out that Emily was so beautiful...God, compared with that Wendy, she was so beautiful!

Emily thought for a while, and finally remembered that there was no disguise on her face today.

She smiled at Matriarch and said softly, "Grandma, I'm Emily, but today...I don't pretend to be ugly."

"Emily?" How could it be Emily? This was clearly Talia!

However, if Talia was still alive, she would be at least nearly forty years old by this time.

And the girl in front of her... indeed, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Emily?" Matriarch was a little uncertain, but why... Emily suddenly became exactly the same as Talia?

"Yes, I am Emily." Emily helped her sit down and sat beside her.

She smiled, "It's just before...well, that, I thought I was too beautiful, afraid of being targeted by bad guys, so I deliberately painted a lot of freckles on my face to uglify myself."

She thought that her joking and shameless tone would definitely make Matriarch amused.

But no, Matriarch didn't want to laugh at all, she just stared at Emily’s face from beginning to end, looking intently.

"Grandma, you can’t recognize me?" Emily thought Matriarch was still suspicious.

She bit her lower lip, a little helpless,” Then...Would you like me to get an eyebrow pencil and paint some freckles for you?"

Matriarch shook her head, still not speaking.

She had accepted the fact that the girl in front of her was Emily. What she couldn't accept was that she...might be deceived by someone.

Matriarch's heart suddenly became cold.

If those people were really lying to her, then, did they also know the truth?

If that was the case, then what she said rashly now, for Emily, perhaps, was the beginning of a disaster.

What's more, she was not completely sure about it.

Although there was an eccentric idea in her heart, after such an event, Matriarch was now cautious.

She sent the maid away before staring at Emily and asked, "Emily, what is your mother's name?"

"My mother?" Emily didn't know why she asked, but she answered honestly, "Her name was Talia Harper."

"Were did she come from?"

"I don't... know." Emily shook his head, obviously hesitating.

In fact, she knew something, but she just didn't want to say.

Everyone said that her mother was a beer seller and became her father's mistress.