Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 187

Mrs. Ashford spoke the words fluently, but a careful listener could detect a slight difference in her pronunciation, a hint that she was not a native speaker. She was likely born and raised here, but she had probably practiced that one sentence over and over, waiting for the day she might see her daughter again.

Isabel felt a dull ache in her heart, for reasons she couldn't quite explain. She raised her arms and returned the embrace, feeling that words were useless. A silent comfort was all she could offer.

It was Julian who eventually came over and gently pried her out of Mrs. Ashford’s arms.

“Let’s all sit down and talk. A lifetime of hugging isn’t going to change what’s already happened.”

Miles helped Mrs. Ashford to a seat, echoing Julian’s sentiment. “That’s right, Auntie.”

Mrs. Ashford nodded, but her eyes remained fixed on Isabel’s face, unblinking. It made Isabel feel a bit self-conscious.

Julian shifted his position slightly, blocking part of her intense gaze. Mr. Ashford met his slightly narrowed eyes and realized they were being too forward. He took his wife’s hand and gave it a gentle shake.

Only then did Mrs. Ashford look away.

Mr. Ashford offered Isabel an apologetic smile and introduced himself. “Hello, Miss Hayes. I’m Victor Ashford, and this is my wife, Vivienne.” He then apologized. “Please forgive her emotional state. Miles has likely told you our story. We are overcome with guilt, and you have such a kind face… you remind us so much of our daughter.”

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