The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Estelle Lockwood Suspects She’s Not Rose Lowell’s Daughter

Estelle Lockwood lowered her gaze. "I heard that Old Mr. Lockwood was the only one who tried hard to find me after I went missing. Of course I have to go thank him."

Nathaniel Sloan raised an eyebrow. ’Really?’

But five years ago, after Estelle Lockwood’s supposed "death," this old man hadn’t seemed particularly sad.

Besides, it had been some time since Estelle Lockwood had reclaimed her identity, and Old Mr. Lockwood had never once made an appearance.

Old Mr. Lockwood didn’t live at Lockwood Manor. He and Old Mrs. Lockwood had their own villa, a bit smaller than Lockwood Manor but located in the center of Crestfall.

From a distance, they could see Old Mr. Lockwood in the yard, tending to his flowers and plants.

The residents of this villa complex were mostly wealthy and retired elderly people. At that moment, many old gentlemen and ladies were in Old Mr. Lockwood’s yard, admiring his flowers.

Estelle Lockwood broke into a smile, quickened her pace, and called out directly, "Grandpa."

Instantly, every elderly person in the entire yard turned to look.

Old Mr. Lockwood instinctively turned his head and met Estelle Lockwood’s gaze. CLATTER. The watering can in his hand fell to the ground.

Estelle Lockwood’s lips curved slightly. She walked over, picked up the watering can, and her smile deepened. "Grandpa, how could you be so careless?"

"You, you..." Old Mr. Lockwood suddenly came to his senses, jolted, and his body began to tremble visibly.

A few of the elderly guests exchanged glances. ’Who is this girl? Why is she calling Old Mr. Lockwood ’Grandpa’? She doesn’t look like Noelle Lockwood.’

Then it dawned on all of them—the Lockwood Family’s biological daughter, the one who had been lost for so long.

"So it’s Estelle!" one of the old men said, relieved. "It’s good that you’re back. Spend some time with your grandfather. Old Mr. Lockwood, we’ll be taking our leave now!"

"Yes, yes. You’ve been talking about this granddaughter for over a decade, ever since the year she went missing. Now that she’s back, you two should catch up."

The elderly guests all took the hint and left, chatting and laughing as they walked away.

"That Estelle is a real beauty. Old Mr. Lockwood is a lucky man. Those two muddle-headed Lockwoods actually didn’t want their own daughter."

"Isn’t that the truth? Old Mr. Lockwood moved out of Lockwood Manor years ago, precisely because he didn’t want to indulge his son, his daughter-in-law, and that adopted daughter, right?"

"And young Estelle knows how to repay kindness. She hasn’t even called those other two Lockwoods ’Mom’ or ’Dad’ once, but the first thing she does is visit Old Mr. Lockwood and call him ’Grandpa.’ I bet he’s overjoyed."

"Those two don’t even deserve to be called parents. In the entire Lockwood Family, Old Mr. Lockwood is the only one who truly cares about young Estelle."

...

The voices gradually faded, but Estelle Lockwood had heard most of it.

’It seems that in everyone’s eyes, Old Mr. Lockwood is completely sincere in his affection for me.’

And back then, Rose Lowell had pointed a finger in her face and screamed, "If it weren’t for that old man, we would never have taken you back!"

’So, it’s undeniable... Old Mr. Lockwood, at the very least, genuinely cared for me.’

But why did Estelle Lockwood find it so strange?

Estelle Lockwood handed the watering can to Old Mr. Lockwood, whose smile held a hint of awkwardness. "Estelle, it’s been a long time."

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