Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 228

Isabel explained, "Julian doesn't really like having a lot of people in the house. If Evelyn were staying in a hotel, or had her own place in Aurelia City and was just visiting, he wouldn't say anything."

Isabel couldn't do much about it; it wasn't her house, after all.

"No wonder Evelyn said she's buying a house in Aurelia City."

"..."

It was hard to relate to these wealthy people.

When Isabel heard Julian call her name, she immediately walked over.

The two of them sat down and filled out the registration forms.

The process was similar to the one back home.

Julian must have made some arrangements beforehand, because everything was processed quickly.

"When did you get the Ashford family's official register?"

"That's not hard to do."

True enough.

He and Miles Ashford were on such good terms.

After the registration, since it was a joyous occasion, Amanda suggested they go out for a celebratory meal.

Evelyn was already on a flight over.

Julian snorted. "She must not get tired."

Amanda said, "But she won't make it for lunch with us. Maybe for a late dinner. By the way, Mr. Reed, Evelyn wants to buy a house in Aurelia City. Are there any available in the area where we're staying?"

A glint appeared in Julian's eye as he smiled. "For Mrs. Richard? Of course, there are. We'll save one with a big garden for her."

Isabel reached out and patted him. "Don't go too far."

Julian glanced at her. "She's sitting on five gold mines. You think I'm being too much?"

Isabel was speechless. "...Fine."

Let Julian make the money.

As long as they didn't end up fighting.

...

"Daddy..."

His little face wrinkled. "Your teasing is terrible."

Julian hissed playfully. "Is that any way to talk to your old man?"

Edmund looked at Isabel and flashed a bright, toothy smile. "I love Mommy the most. I'll give Mommy the happiness she wants. Oh, and Daddy too."

Before Julian could say anything, Isabel pulled Edmund into a hug.

She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Thank you, sweetie."

At first, Isabel had cared for Edmund because Julian had forced him on her, and she guessed there was a story about his parents that couldn't be told. Since she was going to marry Julian, having a child didn't matter—it wasn't like she hadn't been a mother before. Then, he revealed his talents, and she thought having a son like him was fine; one more mouth to feed was no trouble for Julian.

But now, she felt a genuine gratitude to fate for giving her such a child.

It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood.

In her heart, Edmund was her own child.

"I love you, sweetie."