Chapter 184 She Really Fell
Isabella’s eyes reddened.
She and her parents were not fated with one another in this life, but she also had no regrets because of her
masters.
Jackson patted her shoulder “Alright, there’s no hurry to settle the matter now. Since you’re both here, stay for a few days.”
At night, Isabella and Draxton were fooling around in bed.
Faint footsteps could be heard in the corridor outside.
Sitting on Draxton, Isabella’s ears twitched, and she jumped off the bed. She then leaned against the door and peeked outside.
Draxton looked at his body and gritted his teeth as he walked over
Isabella turned around and gestured for him to keep quiet before pointing outside.
Through the crack in the door, they saw Vanessa wearing a translucent white nightgown with a white lace veil over it and walking barefoot to Jackson’s room.
She knocked lightly on the door with one hand and held a soup bowl in the other
Speechless, Draxton followed Isabella and peeked at Vanessa’s actions behind the door
Draxton was the dignified Lockwood family patriarch. When had he ever done such a stealthy thing like peeking?
It was already past eleven at night, and Jackson was asleep when a knock on the door awoke him. When he opened the door, he saw Vanessa.
“Vanessa, what are you doing?” Jackson frowned at the scantily clad woman in front of him.
Vanessa looked at him shyly and said, “Jackson, I made you a bowl of soup. Try it.”
As she spoke, Vanessa tried to walk into Jackson’s room.
Jackson stopped her with his wheelchair and said with a dark expression, “Vanessa, it’s the middle of the night. I don’t want soup. Go back and sleep.”
Vanessa looked at him quietly. After a moment of silence, she asked, “Jackson, do you not understand what I
mean?”
Jackson answered with a cold face, “I don’t understand, and I don’t want to understand. Vanessa, don’t forget that you’re still a married woman.”
Vanessa’s expression changed when she heard his answer. “Jackson, you view me with disdain. Since that’s the case, I’ll divorce my husband tomorrow.”
Jackson looked back at her with an unfathomable gaze and said, “Vanessa, we’re not young anymore. Don’t make a fuss. It won’t be good if you wake the children up. Since I promised to take care of you and your daughter, I will not go back on my word. You don’t have to do this.”
With that, Jackson ignored Vanessa’s paled expression and closed the door.
But Vanessa stretched out her hand and squeezed it through the gap in the door. Like when she was a young girl, she angrily stared at Jackson with stubbornness in her eyes.
“Jackson, you should understand that nothing gives Ally and me a greater sense of security than you being my husband and Ally’s father. If you reject me, I will leave with Ally tomorrow and live on the streets. If Old Mr Sif catches us, you can collect our corpses.”
Jackson’s face darkened. He carefully glanced at Isabella’s room, not daring to make a sound for fear of waking her up.
This was too embarrassing. If Bella saw this, where would his dignity as her elder be?
But Vanessa was intent on making a scene. By hook or by crook, she would achieve her goal today
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