Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 630: Are You So Certain I Will Marry You?

Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Are You So Certain I Will Marry You?

Doctor Curme looked thoughtfully at Clara Smith, "It’s nothing serious."

Daniel put his mother on the hospital bed and saw the peculiar expression on Doctor Curme’s face, "Is something wrong?"

"Don’t you think Miss Green’s reaction just now was very strange?" Doctor Curme had been friends with Daniel for many years and was also familiar with Brandon Piers.

Daniel frowned, "What do you mean..."

"Miss Green visited my clinic half a month ago, claiming to be Miss Smith." Gavin Curme paused after speaking, "This is the patient’s privacy; that’s all I can tell you."

Daniel was stunned, remembering Abigail Green’s words and actions just now. His eyes were filled with shock, "Do you mean... no, that’s impossible!"

Realizing what he was thinking, Daniel quickly denied it.

But denial is denial. Once a thought is opened, it’s hard to control.

Especially when Abigail Green said that if his mother understood, she would perform surgery on her.

That was open-heart surgery, and Abigail was just a sophomore medical student. No matter how talented she was, she couldn’t joke with his mother’s life. But if it was acting, it would be too easy to expose, unless she really had that ability...

This... how could it be possible?

Daniel’s thoughts were chaotic. He suddenly picked up his phone and dialed Anderson Owen, the person in charge of Midsummer Trust in Gills City, "Investigate Abigail Green for me, and give me the results as soon as possible." After pausing, he added, "Focus on her behavior changes over the past year or two."

The other side complied, and Daniel hung up the phone and walked out anxiously. If what Abigail Green said was true, then the other party might be the girl his mother gave birth to, his sister?

This discovery was too shocking; even someone as wise as Daniel couldn’t stay calm.

But when he went out, he no longer saw Abigail and Brandon Piers. He asked a subordinate next to him, "Where are they?"

"Miss Green was not feeling well, so Master Brandon has already left with her. He told you not to worry and that they would contact you." The subordinate answered.

Hearing this, Daniel’s suspicions grew stronger, but he didn’t dare to chase after them. He suppressed the urge to interrogate Abigail Green and returned to the ward, looking at his sleeping mother, "Mama, we might have found my sister."

...

In the car.

Abigail was not in a good mood after leaving the ward. She did not even wait for Daniel but left the hospital holding Brandon Piers’s hand.

She was unusually quiet along the way.

Brandon Piers frowned, "Abigail, what’s wrong?"

Abigail didn’t know how to tell Brandon; she leaned against his chest, feeling very complicated.

"Be good, if you feel unwell or unhappy, speak up." Brandon didn’t want his woman to hold back and be troubled.

Since the last hypnosis, Brandon always worried about Abigail’s mental state. Seeing her so silent now, he was very concerned.

But Abigail didn’t know how to explain to him. She opened her mouth several times but ended up sighing and snuggling back into his arms.

This made Brandon anxious, "Abigail! Fine, you don’t have to say it, but from now on, you’re not allowed to see Daniel or his mother."

His tone was irrefutable.

Hearing this, Abigail knew he was serious. But she not only couldn’t avoid seeing Daniel and his mother, she might have to see them often. She bit her lip, "Brandon, I found Clara Smith."

It was a flat statement, but it struck like a thunderbolt.

"Hmm?" Brandon, hearing her finally speak but with such an inexplicable statement, responded in confusion. He had been sending people to search for a long time without any news; how did his little girl find her?

Then a bold idea flashed in his mind. He suddenly straightened up Abigail, facing her directly, "Is it what I think it is?"

Abigail sighed, feeling her man was really smart, and nodded with difficulty, "Yes, it’s probably what you think."

"This... is it too coincidental? Daniel’s mother is Clara Smith?" After Brandon finished speaking, he suddenly understood why his people hadn’t found any information about Clara Smith. The other party didn’t want to be found.

And Durin was Daniel’s domain. If he didn’t want them to find something, it would be effortless.

"Yes, I only recognized her after a while." Talking about this, Abigail’s spirits dropped again, leaning back into Brandon’s arms, looking listless.

She had imagined many scenarios of meeting her mother, but not this one.

In her youthful arrogance, she had even thought of asking her if she regretted abandoning her when she became successful.

Looking back, it seemed childish and laughable.

But given a choice, she’d rather have that extravagant scene than the current situation.

"What do you plan to do?" Brandon asked, his heart aching for the woman in his arms. Whether as Abigail Green or just Abigail, her youth was hardly happy, filled with bitterness.

Now she faced even more brutal reality.

Especially if Clara Smith was indeed her biological mother, the issue wasn’t just about recognizing each other; it was about whether Clara Smith would survive.

After all the effort Abigail put in to find her mother, if Clara Smith died, how would she cope?

"Let’s see what she chooses. I’ve given her options. If she gives up..." Abigail paused here. Giving up was the worst choice, but she couldn’t guarantee how Clara Smith would choose, feeling somewhat desolate, "If she gives up, let’s pretend it never happened. Grandfather couldn’t bear it."

"And you?" Brandon heard her talk about her grandfather but not about herself.

"Me, what?" Abigail looked up at Brandon.

"Can you handle it?" Brandon held Abigail’s face in his hands.

Subconsciously wanting to break free from his grasp, Abigail couldn’t escape as Brandon tightened his grip.

She relented, resting her face in his hands, "I don’t know, maybe. Over the years, except for a period when I was teased as a wild child, I only longed for parents a little. Most times, I merely envied classmates who had parents’ love. Growing up, I cared more about whether I was abandoned. I don’t have much feeling for her."

Being abandoned by her parents was a shadow over Abigail, making her initially fearful of intimate relationships.

But to say she had deep feelings for her parents would be a lie.

She hadn’t even met them.

Feelings develop over time through interactions.

However, if Clara Smith died just after she met her, she... would feel somewhat lost.

Brandon listened to Abigail’s seemingly indifferent answer, feeling a bit sad. He hugged her tighter, "From now on, let your husband cherish you."

Abigail’s somewhat melancholic mood was broken by this. She glanced at him, "Not husband yet."

"By April, three more months, after your twentieth birthday, we’ll get the marriage certificate. It’s only a matter of time." Brandon’s response was determined.

Abigail laughed, "Are you so sure I’ll marry you?"

Brandon paused, then chuckled, "Ha, looks like I didn’t teach you a lesson enough last night?"

Abigail, "..." Her mouth got her in trouble!

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