The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife (Isabella Thompson) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246 Get Another Wife For Draxton

Draxton glanced coldly at Zack. He only glanced at the girl, but it was only a glance before he suddenly met a pair of strange eyes.

He was in a daze, and he had a feeling that he could not look away.

However, in the blink of an eye, he broke the strange attraction forcefully and forced his gaze away. His face was already ashen.

A hint of excitement flashed through the girl’s eyes. As expected of the Lockwood family’s patriarch. His willpower was extraordinary.

However, in the blink of an eye, she lowered her eyes weakly, looking weak and harmless.

“Jen… Is your name Jen?” At this moment, Willow’s trembling voice broke the silence.

The girl raised her head and nodded at Willow.

“Jen, are you really my Jen? Is my Jen still alive?”

Willow pushed the person supporting her away and quickly rushed in front of the girl. She stretched out her hands and trembled, wanting to hug the girl.

However, she did not really pull the girl into her arms. Her eyes shone with a layer of tears, and her trembling fingertips were filled with caution.

Jen blinked and confusedly looked at Willow. “Old Miss Lockwood, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

“Y–You’re not my Jen…”

Willow’s eyes were filled with disappointment and pain. She still stared at Jen and observed her again and again.

Patriarch Lockwood frowned. He stepped forward and said to Willow, “Aunt Willow, Jennifer has been dead for over 60 years.”

That was right. If Willow’s dead daughter were still alive, she would only be ten years younger than Patriarch Lockwood.

The girl in front of them clearly only looked like Willow’s daughter, Jennifer Cratin.

Of course, she couldn’t be Willow’s daughter.

Willow came back to her senses in a daze. Tears were already streaming down her face with exquisite makeup.

She had dedicated her entire life to the family but let her daughter down.

She was ruthless and abandoned her daughter back then.

His daughter was the pain Willow would never be able to let go of in his life.

Willow sobbed uncontrollably. She raised her old, trembling hands and gently caressed Jen’s face. She was cautious, as if she was caressing a fragile treasure.

Her hand caressed the young girl’s eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, not letting go at all.

She sobbed, “Freeman, she looks too much like Jennifer. Besides, her name is also Jen…”

Patriarch Lockwood glared at Zack with a dark expression. This old thing was really evil. He used such a despicable trick.

Zack lowered his eyes. His expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with smugness.

“Aunt Willow, many people have the same look on this earth. It’s just a coincidence,” Patriarch Lockwood advised.

However, Willow was stubborn. She looked at the girl greedily and slowly shook her head. “This must the God returning my Jen to me. God has sent her back to my side.”

Patriarch Lockwood wanted to say something, but Zack smiled and spoke.

“Aunt, this matter is really strange. Samson and I originally planned to go to Willow Estate to visit you. We didn’t expect to meet Jen halfway.

“Tell me, if this isn’t fate, what is? How can there be such a coincidence in this world? Jen happened to appear near Willow Estate, and we found her?”

When Willow heard this, she was even more confident that the girl before him was her dead daughter.

*Jen, come, come to my side,” Willow held the girl’s hand tightly and brought Jen to her side.

She wiped the tears off her face and smiled happily.

Jen obediently followed beside Willow. Zack followed and said, “Aunt, Jen said that she admires Draxton.

“You also know that when Jen died, she was already at the age of a young girl yearning for love. If she hadn’t encountered misfortune, she would have already been betrothed back then.”

A nostalgic look appeared in Willow’s eyes. Zack continued.

“Although Jen might be Jennifer. However, she is not part of the Lockwood family anymore. It’s not against ethics to marry her to Draxton.”

“Zack, you’re bullshitting!”