The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 14 Marry Isabella?

Greyson suddenly tripped in the doorway and almost fell to the ground.

He grabbed the door frame in time and gaped at Draxton as if the latter were a ghost.

Besides Greyson, Ricky and Isabella opened their eyes wide too.

Ricky gawked at Draxton with clear eyes and looked like a small frightened animal.

Draxton found Ricky in a daze even cuter.

He thought that Ricky would call him Dad with alacrity.

However, the next second, Ricky pressed his lips together and ran toward Isabella with a grave face.

He burrowed his face into Isabella's chest, and when Draxton looked over his shoulder, he only saw Ricky's curly hair. Draxton raised an eyebrow and thought Ricky was just shy.

Isabella wrapped her arms around Ricky, and her wary and confused gaze landed on Draxton. "What on earth. is he up to? "He spent five years hunting us down, but when we finally meet, he behaves so weirdly. Is he pulling my leg?" she wondered. Draxton knew what he had done might be too much for them. But, to be honest, he couldn't understand himself very well either. Perhaps he was doing so because when he first saw Isabella and Ricky at the airport, he had found them very pleasing to the eye. Therefore, when he realized that they were a part of his life that he couldn't ignore, he couldn't help but want to own them. "I'll take my leave and come back to see you tomorrow. Have a good rest."

Draxton decided to give them some time to accept him.

His presence there only meant more pressure on them.

Draxton walked out.

Dumbfounded, Greyson was still where he had been and couldn't come back to his senses until a long while

later.

"What did Mr. Lockwood just say?

"Call... call him Dad?

"Mr. Lockwood has recognized that kid as his son?" Greyson thought.

"Greyson, catch up."

Seeing Greyson still staying put, Draxton called out from behind him.

Greyson shuddered and collected himself. Then he closed the door and caught up with Draxton.

The room became quiet again. Ricky lifted his head in Isabella's arms and looked up at her with big perplexed eyes, calling out softly, "Mom."

Isabella gently stroked his soft hair and had a confused look in her eyes too.

They looked at each other in confusion before Isabella said, "Ricky, if he's nice to you, you can call him Dad."

Ricky thought for a while and nodded thoughtfully.

"But Mom can't figure out what he is thinking."

Draxton was so hard to understand.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

However, no matter why Draxton behaved that way, it was a good sign that he didn't threaten to kill them once he had found them.

Although Draxton had behaved oddly, Isabella thought she might stand a chance to ease the tensions between them and put an end to that incident five years ago.

For the sake of her children, she couldn't antagonize that man.

Isabella slightly narrowed her eyes and decided to appear weak in front of Draxton.

Outside the ward, Greyson caught up with Draxton and asked inquisitively, "Mr. Lockwood, were you serious back there?"

He continued uncertainly, "You've changed your mind and decided to be easy on them?"

It made sense, given that the boy had Draxton's blood and was very endearing. Greyson thought that perhaps as the boy's father, Draxton couldn't harden his heart against him. Draxton shot Greyson a glance and said, "Take good care of them. I'll come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he strode away, leaving Greyson numb with shock.

After taking a few steps, Draxton turned around and said, "That woman gets frightened easily. Don't scare her!"

Greyson nodded in shock, wondering whether he had really heard those words or was hallucinating.

After seeing him nod, Draxton stalked out.

When Draxton got home, his butler, Cooper, Alan, and Martin, were waiting anxiously for him at the gate of the big estate.

At the sight of his car, all three of them looked relieved.

Draxton looked at them and said, "Come with me."

The three men then reverently followed him into the living room.

"Remove Isabella's name from the most wanted list," Draxton said.

Alan was in charge of this matter, so he replied with a nod. "Okay, Mr. Lockwood."

Since Isabella had been found, there was no need to put a price on her head on the dark web anymore.

Draxton then said to Cooper, "Prepare two rooms. My wife and son will move in in a few days.

Cooper replied dutifully, "Yes, Mr. Lockwood. I'll do it first thing in the morning."

After saying that, Cooper suddenly went still, and a gleam of bewilderment filled his always shrewd eyes.

He asked hesitantly, "Mr. Lockwood, who... who did you say will move in?"

Besides them, Alan and Martin were both staring open-mouthed at Draxton too.

After quite a while, Alan nudged Martin's arm and asked in a hushed voice, "I can't understand what Mr. Lockwood just said. Can you?" Ignoring Alan, Martin looked at Draxton unblinkingly and asked, "Mr. Lockwood, did you just say your wife and son will move in?"

Alan also had fixed his eyes on Draxton, ready to perceive even the least noticeable emotions.

"It can't be what I'm thinking!" thought both Alan and Martin.

Draxton glanced around them and said, "I mean Isabella and Ricky. If everything goes smoothly, Isabella will soon be the mistress here." "I-Isabella Thompson?" Alan stuttered, thunderstruck.

"You're going to marry Isabella?" Martin asked incredulously.

They wouldn't have been so shocked if it were Ricky was the only one moving in. He was Draxton's son after all, but Isabella... Draxton turned to face them and said, "She's my son's mother. I won't allow my son to be excluded from the Lockwood family."

Alan said hastily, "But Mr. Lockwood, what did Isabella do to deserve such treatment?

"So many highborn ladies dream of marrying you. But Isabella... Is it just because she gave you a son?"

Neither Alan nor Martin considered Isabella good enough for Draxton.

"It's decided," Draxton said fiatly and didn't care what they had to say.

Alan and Martin fell silent.

They knew Draxton too well to try changing his mind.

Cooper finally gathered his wits and asked with a puzzled tone, "Mr. Lockwood, you have a son?"

What had happened five years ago was known to few but several of Draxton's most trusted subordinates.

Draxton trusted Cooper too. It was just that Cooper was the retainer of the previous chieftain, and Draxton didn't want the whole family to know he had been taken advantage of by a woman. That would be too humiliating.

Cooper's wrinkled face beamed with elation after finally understanding what had happened.

"The whole family will be blissed out if they know the chieftain has a wife and a son!" Cooper thought excitedly.

Draxton took in Cooper's thrilled expression and said calmly, "Keep this matter from my family for now. That woman is pigeon-hearted. She'd be scared."

Alan's lips twitched. "Did I hear you right, Mr. Lockwood? Pigeon-hearted? That Isabella Thompson?"

"Only someone lion-hearted would have the audacity to do things she did!" Alan grumbled in his heart.

Draxton gave Alan a cool look.

Cooper said excitedly, "Mr. Lockwood, I'll prepare the rooms right now."

Cooper didn't give a fig about Alan or Martin's opinions and ran upstairs without delay.

He couldn't stop imagining what Draxton's son looked like.

The autumn rain made it a cool night. In the warm and quiet ward of the hospital, Isabella was holding Ricky in her arms. Surprisingly, both of them were sound asleep.