Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1580: Chapter 1580: She Is Willow Crawford!

Suddenly grabbed, Ethan Ashworth looked at Chloe White in confusion, "Kiki, what’s wrong?"

Chloe gazed in shock at the red string bell. She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she touched it. There was no mistake; this red string bell was the one in her mind.

Every pattern on this red string bell, every weaving style, and every motif on the small bell were crafted by her, with a familiarity as if ingrained into her very being.

It’s as though it seeped into her bones, and just one glance awakened some of her memories.

"Little Joy, who gave you this red string bell?"

"It’s from my mommy. She made it herself for me, and I’ve worn it on my wrist since I was little. Isn’t it beautiful, Kiki?" The little one showed a hint of pride at having something from his mommy.

Chloe widened her eyes abruptly. It’s from the little one’s mommy?

"What... Who is your mommy?"

Chloe’s heartbeat accelerated suddenly. She had lost all her memories these past three years, not knowing where her home was, constantly searching for her identity.

"My mommy is Willow Crawford, the Princess of Alani. My grandpa is the global tycoon Hayden Crawford, and my grandma is the legendary doctor Serena Sterling. My uncles are even more impressive—my eldest uncle is Z Country’s president Caden Crawford, and my younger uncle is the esteemed monk Gael. Isn’t that amazing?" The little one’s face was animated.

Crawford what?

Willow Crawford?

Willow.

The name "Willow" exploded inside Chloe’s mind because she carried a jade pendant engraved with the character "Willow."

What is her relationship with this Willow Crawford?

Could it be that she is Willow Crawford?

And this little one before her is... her son?

Everything was too startling; Chloe could hardly breathe and wasn’t sure whether to believe it.

"Kiki, what’s wrong? Why is your face pale? Are you feeling unwell?" Ethan asked.

Chloe snapped back to reality, feigning calmness to avoid alarming the little one. "Little Joy, finish your noodles first. Kiki needs to go back to the room for a while."

"Okay."

Chloe returned to her room and entered "Willow Crawford" into the search engine on her phone, with overwhelming results flooding her screen.

The internet was filled with photos of Willow Crawford. Chloe looked at Willow’s face; bright eyes, gleaming teeth, beauty beyond words.

This exquisite face seemed both unfamiliar... yet familiar to Chloe.

Chloe looked at the reflection in the mirror—the face was too ordinary, completely different from Willow Crawford.

Chloe reached out, touching her face. In these three years, she never doubted if her face was fake, but now she did.

Soon enough, she sensed something amiss—she had undergone cosmetic alteration.

Chloe collapsed in front of the mirror. Now, with just a touch, she could restore her original appearance, but she was afraid, hesitant.

She feared her face would truly transform into that captivating and extraordinary face of Willow Crawford, and she wasn’t mentally prepared.

She had no mental preparation to become Willow Crawford or to become the mother of the little one.

In reality, her memories hadn’t yet resurfaced. She forgot many people and events—everything was too abrupt.

Chloe sat alone for a long time before the door opened slightly, and Ethan’s delicate face peeked in, "Kiki."