Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1644: I’m the One Who Wants to Marry Her

Seeing Morgan Ashworth protecting Willow Crawford like that, Vanessa Willowb was tearful, "Morgan, this woman once hurt you, why do you still treat her so well? I’m the one who loves you the most, but why can’t you see me?"

Morgan Ashworth frowned, "Vanessa Willowb, I’ve already made it very clear to you, I’m marrying Willow Crawford, it’s got nothing to do with you. From now on, don’t come around anymore. There are plenty of people who like you, so why come over and cling? Doesn’t that make you seem cheap."

Vanessa Willowb’s face turned pale; to him, her affection was merely clingy and cheap.

"Fine, I understand now, Morgan, I hate you!" Vanessa Willowb cried and ran away.

Willow Crawford thought Vanessa Willowb wasn’t a bad person, just a young girl. Looking at Morgan Ashworth’s tall figure blocking in front of her, she felt a bit warm inside. Was he protecting her?

"Do you... want to check on Miss Willow?" Willow Crawford asked.

Morgan Ashworth turned around, glaring at her, "Lady Ashworth, are you so generous as to want your husband to see another woman at your own wedding?"

That wasn’t what she meant; she was just afraid he might feel guilty towards Vanessa Willowb...

Morgan Ashworth grabbed her slender wrist, speaking coldly, "Lady Ashworth, you’d better understand your role now. We are married, and you need to learn to be a good wife and a good mother to my son. You don’t need to worry about anything else!"

With that, he let go of her hand and walked away.

Was he angry again?

Willow Crawford truly didn’t know what she did wrong; why was he always so moody and quick to anger?

...

The wedding was over. Willow Crawford changed out of her wedding dress and hugged the little bundle tightly, giving him several kisses, "Joy, I’ve missed you so much these days. Every night I dreamed about you."

The little bundle kissed mommy back twice, "Me too, Mommy, I missed you so much."

"Joy, Mommy will take you for a bath now."

"Okay, okay, today Mommy can accompany me for a bath." The little bundle cheered excitedly.

Just then, the maid’s voice rang out, "President."

Willow Crawford and the little bundle looked up to see Morgan Ashworth walking in after sending off the esteemed guests.

"Dad, I’ve got good news for you, Mommy is going to accompany me for a bath." The little bundle eagerly shared his happiness.

Morgan Ashworth glanced at Willow Crawford, "Was it you who said you would bathe with our son?"

Willow Crawford paused; wasn’t that okay? What’s wrong with bathing with her son?

Morgan Ashworth picked up the little bundle, "Your mommy can’t bathe with you, not today, not in the future."

"Why not?" The little bundle pouted.

"There’s no why, Dad will bathe with you." With that, Morgan Ashworth went upstairs carrying the little bundle, the father and son were going to bathe together.

In his heart, the little bundle wanted his mommy, but because of dad’s authority, he could only obediently shut his little mouth.

Willow Crawford followed them upstairs; from the room, she heard the conversation between the father and son in the bathroom,

The little bundle asked, "Dad, you’re so tall. When can I be as tall as you?"

Morgan Ashworth was economical with words, "Just wait a little longer."

"But I can’t wait. Today Mommy looked so beautiful in her wedding dress. I also want to grow tall and, like dad, marry a bride as pretty as my mommy."