Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 626: Abigail, You’ve Turned Bad

Chapter 626: Chapter 626: Abigail, You’ve Turned Bad

After Daniel left, Abigail’s mood was particularly terrible.

Even though she had merely listened to someone else’s story, she didn’t know why she felt as if something was stuck in her throat, making her whole body uncomfortable.

Especially when, for some unknown reason, she inexplicably thought of Daniel saying that the man had slit his wrists in his mother’s arms.

She was a surgeon and also minored in psychology, but the human mind was indeed too complex.

Especially for people with psychological disorders.

"If you feel uncomfortable, then refuse. You don’t have to help; you don’t have this obligation." Brandon had noticed earlier that Abigail’s face was a bit pale, feeling a strong sense of discomfort about Daniel’s mother’s story.

"I want to meet her," Abigail understood what Brandon meant, took his hand and said softly. She didn’t know why, but she just really wanted to meet her.

After becoming a mother, Abigail discovered that she could better understand a mother’s love for her child.

If what Daniel said was true, his mother Greta must be having a hard time now, which reminded her of her own mother.

Maybe in places she didn’t know, her mother was also struggling to survive, also longing to be forgiven by her.

Unfortunately, until now, they still had no news of her mother, helping Greta would be a rehearsal.

"Okay, but don’t let her affect your mood. That’s the premise." Brandon said seriously, looking at Abigail.

"Of course. I just felt touched when I heard it, thinking the person was very pitiful and thought of my mom. But don’t worry, I won’t let these things affect my emotions," Abigail said as she snuggled into her man’s arms.

Brandon took the opportunity to hold her, "Hmm, one more thing. After this is over, try to have less contact with Daniel."

"Huh?" Abigail tilted her head to look at Brandon, wanting to see what was on his face.

Brandon felt awkward being stared at, "I don’t think he’s sincerely asking for your help, but his intentions towards you are definitely real."

"Huh?" Abigail exclaimed again after hearing this. What was going on? How come she didn’t feel it?

"What are you ’huh’ about? Do you understand?" Brandon looked at the person in his arms and domineeringly commanded.

Abigail couldn’t help but laugh, "Do you overestimate my charm? Mr. Daniel and I have only met twice. The first time, I was nearly 400 pounds!"

"Didn’t I fall in love with you when you were fat?" Brandon retorted.

Abigail was stunned for a moment, then smiled like a cat that had gotten the cream. It was the first time this man had so bluntly admitted that he liked her even when she was fat.

Brandon noticed the uncontrollable smile on Abigail’s face and realized he had let it slip. He reached out to pinch her cheek, "So happy?"

Abigail nodded with a smile, "Very happy, just didn’t expect second young master to have such a special fetish. Now that I’m not fat anymore, will you not like me?"

"How could that be? Did I like you because you were fat?" Brandon immediately refuted upon hearing Abigail’s words without even thinking. After saying this, he saw Abigail smiling like a fox in his arms, realizing he had been tricked. He pressed her cheek to his lips, "Little bad girl, did you do it on purpose?"

Abigail cooperatively pecked his lips and did not answer his question, instead continued asking, "Then why did you like me?"

She was really curious.

"Want to know?" Brandon looked at Abigail, interest flickering in his amber eyes.

Cradled in his arms, Abigail didn’t notice his gaze and assumed he really was going to tell her. She nodded expectantly.

Unexpectedly, Brandon leaned to her ear and replied in a low hoarse voice, "If you want to know, I’ll tell you tonight."

Abigail didn’t understand what he meant at first. When she turned her head, she saw the burning look in his eyes and got annoyed, "Can’t you think of anything else?"

Since after the first night, he had been restraining himself, thinking her body was still recovering. But recently, he had been getting more and more unbearable. If she didn’t agree soon, who knew what might happen to him.

"What else? Can’t I tell you tonight?" Brandon replied with a straight face.

Abigail listened and realized, feeling slightly regretful, "Seems I misunderstood you. I thought my body had recovered well these past few days. If you really want it, I wouldn’t mind..."

"Exactly, that’s what I meant." Brandon interrupted her deliberately slow speech directly.

Abigail saw the usually elegant and noble man looking like a young lad now, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Brandon knew Abigail was teasing him on purpose when he heard her laugh heartily. He pinched her chin and kissed her forcefully, "Abigail, you’re becoming naughty."

"Am I? When did I become naughty?" Abigail denied.

But Brandon didn’t plan to let her go, holding her tightly, with his nose against hers, "Alright alright, our Abigail isn’t naughty. It’s me who’s naughty. Then how about we go discuss when I started liking you, right now?"

Abigail’s eyes widened. She glanced at the bright daylight and looked at Brandon’s handsome face with disbelief, "You... where’s your sense of shame?"

Doing it in broad daylight, did he even think that was possible?

"I wish I had it, but my strength doesn’t allow it." Brandon said, lifting his hips as he finished.

Abigail’s face turned red instantly. She clasped her hands together, "I admit defeat."

"Then let’s go back to the room." Since she admitted defeat, did that mean she agreed? Brandon was very happy, picked Abigail up, and was about to return to the bedroom.

Abigail panicked at his seriousness.

Fortunately, just then Aunt Claudia came downstairs with Teddy.

Abigail quickly got off Brandon’s lap, pretending to be calm as she picked up a cup of water. Brandon mischievously reminded her, "You’re drinking my leftover."

Abigail, unguarded, choked. Blushing, she looked at him, "You..."

"What’s wrong, Abigail?" Aunt Claudia, walking by just then, asked, unaware.

"Nothing, just choked a bit, it’s nothing." Abigail awkwardly answered, fearing Aunt Claudia might notice something.

Aunt Claudia glanced curiously at the two of them, "The kitchen says dinner’s ready. Shall we eat now?"

"Okay." Brandon nodded, taking the opportunity to hold Teddy.

But the little one in Brandon’s arms wanted to go to his mom, reaching out his little hands for a hug, looking cute and adorable.

Abigail hurriedly picked up her son, instantly forgetting the awkwardness earlier. After dinner, they even made a video call, chatting with the two grandfathers and showing them Teddy.

But before the call ended, Abigail was dragged back to the master bedroom by Brandon.

Although the time changed, Abigail still couldn’t escape his dominance. In the end, she was so exhausted her bones felt soft. As she struggled to keep her eyes open, she suddenly remembered she hadn’t asked the question she wanted, but she was too tired to ask now.