Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 611: Are You Confessing to Me?

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Are You Confessing to Me?

"It’s okay." Abigail replied. In the current situation, there was no other way but to endure.

Brandon Piers felt a pang of heartache. "How about I call the doctor?"

"If the doctor comes, they’ll just give me painkillers. It’s useless. The symptoms will ease in another two or three days." Abigail was a doctor and understood her own condition well. Her senses were more sensitive than others, which made her pain twice as intense.

"Another two or three days?" Brandon’s mind suddenly became much clearer. Seeing Abigail in distress, he couldn’t help but blame himself. "I should have stopped you then."

"Can you tell me about us?" Abigail wanted to hear their story from Brandon’s mouth.

Brandon was slightly stunned. "Our story?"

Abigail nodded. "Didn’t you say we were in love? How did we fall in love?"

"Well..." Brandon was a bit taken aback by the question. For a moment, he didn’t know where to start. How did they fall in love? He seemed to have never thought about it carefully. It happened unknowingly, his heart moved without warning but couldn’t let go.

"Don’t you remember?" Abigail looked into Brandon’s eyes, which flickered slightly.

"How could I not? Let me think about where to start." Brandon said and fell into deep thought.

Abigail tilted her head, watching the man looking so serious. She suddenly began to look forward to hearing what she was like from his perspective.

"It seems there’s nothing much to tell." Just as Abigail’s eyes were full of expectation, Brandon suddenly said.

Abigail, who was ready for a confession, "..."

"Let me tell you a story." Brandon chuckled at Abigail’s disappointed and slightly angry expression.

Abigail closed her eyes. Who wanted to hear a story?

But Brandon’s voice, like a gentle stream, sounded in the quiet hospital room. "The Little Prince was walking along the road when a fox came running.

’Who are you?’ said the Little Prince. ’You’re very pretty.’

’I am a fox.’

’Come and play with me,’ said the Little Prince. ’I’m so unhappy.’

’I cannot play with you,’ said the fox. ’I am not tamed.’

’What does that mean—tame?’ asked the Little Prince..."

The man’s voice was very pleasant. Even though it had lost its usual clarity due to hoarseness, it was even more captivating. Abigail raised her eyebrows slightly. Was he telling the story of the Little Prince and the fox?

Abigail thought of the fat fox he brought from Gills City to Swallow City, and of the Little Prince that appeared among her 19th birthday gifts.

Brandon’s voice continued. "My life is very monotonous. I hunt chickens. People hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life.

I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow.

And then, look! You see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me, and that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold.

Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."

Saying this, Brandon suddenly looked at Abigail seriously, as if he had turned into that fiery red fox, and said to Abigail, "So please tame me."

Abigail’s heart couldn’t help but tremble. She had always thought she was the fox of the Little Prince, but now she realized it was he who was the fox.

Another scene popped into her mind. "The Little Prince asked the fox, ’What does that mean—tame?’

’It means to establish ties.’

’To establish ties?’

’Just that,’ said the fox. ’To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be Unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world...’"

So the fox and the Little Prince meant establishing ties.

We shall need each other. To me, you will be Unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.

It sounded so much like love.

So, the first time this man said that the little fox was a gift she gave him, and then gave her the Little Prince as a gift, he was confessing to her.

Subtle yet passionate.

And now he set aside all pride to say to her, please tame me.

Abigail felt her heart melt into a mess.

The Little Prince finally tamed the fox, but in the end, he also left the fox.

The man handed all the initiative to her.

Such a proud person, without hesitation, placed his sincere heart in her hands, waiting for her decision. How could she refuse?

Abigail’s eyes turned red.

Brandon turned his head and saw the look on his little "chubby’s" face, and he snorted with concern. "How did I find that after you lost your memory, your tear ducts have become so sensitive, you got teary over just a story."

"What happened next?" Abigail tried to control her emotions and asked, looking into the man’s eyes.

"Of course, the Little Prince tamed the fox, and they lived happily ever after, together for eternity." Brandon smiled.

Abigail couldn’t help but Tsukkomi. "So cheesy."

"It’s the cheesy things that make life." Brandon smiled back.

Abigail looked at the man’s handsome face. "So, is this how you confessed to me before?"

Brandon was still pretending to be profound. Suddenly, hearing Abigail’s question, his handsome face stiffened. "Who... who confessed to you? It was just a story. Besides, you were the one who confessed to me first."

"Oh? How did I confess to you?" Abigail mercilessly pursued.

A suspicious blush flashed across Brandon’s handsome face. "You sang, the same song I sang to you at the wedding yesterday. After you finished singing, you threw yourself into my arms, and then we spent a passionate and romantic night together."

Abigail, "..." He really was taking advantage of her memory loss!

Seeing Abigail’s look, Brandon’s Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily. "When you recover, I can help you remember that night you confessed to me properly."

Abigail, "..."

Remember how you were blocked by your period, tossing and turning all night, taking countless cold showers?

"Why don’t you believe me?" Seeing Abigail’s expression, Brandon raised an eyebrow.

"I heard that Second Young Master Piers is weak." Abigail gave the man, whose eyebrows were about to fly up, a sidelong glance and replied coolly.

The implication was, I’ve heard you’re not up to it.

Brandon’s amber eyes suddenly narrowed. "Who did you hear that from?"

"Just heard, naturally quite a few people have said so." Abigail felt that she had to hit back at this man who spouted nonsense today.

No sooner had she said those words, Brandon suddenly turned over from the bed next to hers and landed on top of her, supporting himself with one hand on the hospital bed. "Do you need me to prove it to you?"

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