Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 393

Evelyn replied, "You do what you need to do. I can handle everything here, don't worry."

Isabel thanked her and hung up.

Julian stood in the yard, smoking and staring into the distance, lost in thought.

Isabel didn't disturb him. She tidied up the cabin, setting aside some clothes to be discarded. She gathered the rest of Old Mr. Reed's belongings and placed them in her grandmother's old room.

She would lock up the cabin when they left and come back once a week to clean.

For dinner, Isabel made something simple. Neither of them had much of an appetite, but the living must go on. In a way, Old Mr. Reed's passing was a peaceful end to a long life.

They didn't talk much that night. The bed was large, and they lay on opposite sides, neither of them feeling sleepy.

One night passed, then another. Eventually, they had to leave, just as her grandmother and Old Mr. Reed had to leave them.

Isabel locked the door. "Let's go."

"About the family history you asked me to look into—my people sent me a message." They had reached the road when Julian suddenly spoke. "All I can say is that you are definitely not your mother's biological child. As for how you became her daughter, I don't think you need to know the details. You'll be happy with Mr. and Mrs. Ashford from now on."

The way he said it implied a dark past. Isabel thought for a moment, then said, "I have a right to know the truth. Whether it hurts me or not is my business."

Julian paused before telling her the facts. Her mother knew she was carrying a girl but deliberately told Stephen Hayes it was a boy to please him. When she went into labor, she bribed hospital staff and a trafficker to swap the baby for a boy. But the trafficker made a mistake and brought her another girl instead. By then, it was too late to make another exchange.

Isabel agreed. "We of the younger generation can't say much. We're counting on you."

She then brought up the matter of the test. "You're not Stephen Hayes's biological daughter?" Old Mr. Foster was surprised for a moment, but then it clicked. "That makes sense. He could never produce a daughter as exceptional as you. No wonder he never cared for you."

Isabel used to think Stephen Hayes was just a misogynist who favored sons, but now she realized it was more than that. Since she wasn't his biological child, he felt no obligation to raise her or treat her well.

"If all goes as expected, Mr. and Mrs. Ashford are my biological parents."

Old Mr. Foster arranged for the test. Mr. and Mrs. Ashford were anxious, but Isabel was calm. Since she had never known she wasn't their biological daughter, she'd never had the urge to find her birth parents.

The test results came back quickly.