Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 690: Brandon Piers, let me in

Chapter 690: Chapter 690: Brandon Piers, let me in

"Enough." Brandon tried to follow, but when he heard Brandon’s stop, he unwillingly shrank back, his expression a bit sullen.

Brandon looked at Adam like that, "Do you like her?"

"Like who?" Adam didn’t react for a moment and instinctively asked. After asking, he burst out, "Like her? How is that possible? I have never seen such an ungrateful woman."

"Then don’t pester her anymore." Brandon instructed flatly.

Adam was not happy, "Who is pestering her? How am I pestering her?"

But after shouting, Brandon said nothing, just looked at him calmly.

Adam felt a bit intimidated and muttered sullenly, "I’ll avoid her in the future, but are you really going to marry her?"

Piers’ official announcements were not made lightly.

"Yeah." Brandon’s gaze was deep like a pool, making it hard to see his thoughts.

Adam felt awkward, "But she and I... don’t you mind?"

After asking, Adam shrank his head like a quail, fearing that Brandon would get angry and kill him.

Brandon listened and gave Adam a cold look, "Speak about the matter."

"The matter? Can’t I just come to see you?" Adam grinned foolishly.

Brandon said nothing.

Adam’s grin grew more foolish, "My father forced me to come and see Third Uncle with him. I overheard them mention that Joshua is back."

"Yeah." Brandon nodded.

"You already knew?" Seeing Brandon’s lack of reaction surprised Adam.

"The welcome gift has already been sent. Do you think I shouldn’t know?" Brandon looked at Adam, his voice carrying a thin layer of coldness.

Adam looked at the bedridden Brandon in sudden realization. So Joshua was also involved in Abigail Green’s kidnapping this time. No wonder this monster was hurt.

"Then be careful." Since Brandon already knew, Adam had nothing more to say. He casually threw out this sentence and quickly slipped away. It’s better for mortals to stay away when immortals fight.

Besides, Joshua’s return this time was probably a showdown with no holds barred against Brandon.

After Adam left, Pullan closed the door, somewhat hesitant, "Second Young Master, although the second branch did not participate in this matter, Mason values Oliver greatly. I’m afraid he won’t stand on our side."

"If Adam were smart, he wouldn’t let Mason get involved. What’s the situation outside now?" Although Adam seemed unreliable, Brandon valued him more. As for the second branch, as long as Mason didn’t go too far, he would give Adam some face.

"I was about to ask you. Miss Swift was photographed by reporters when she left the hospital. Do we need to suppress it?" Pullan reported the latest news to the second young master.

"No need." Brandon waved his hand.

Pullan didn’t dare ask more and just passed on the second young master’s intention to Kelvin.

As soon as Brandon spoke, the media reported the matter as quickly as possible.

Abigail, who lived downstairs, had just gotten her phone. She received countless mentions from Lena Locke when she turned it on.

Abigail carefully chose her words and replied to Lena that she was fine. As soon as Lena saw Abigail’s response, she immediately called.

Abigail had just answered when Lena began cursing up a storm, almost resurrecting Brandon and Bertha Swift’s ancestors.

At first, Abigail just smiled, but her expression gradually changed as she listened, "You said Brandon is in Benevolence International Hospital, and Bertha Swift just visited him?"

"Abigail, you... you didn’t know?" Lena paused, very frustrated, thinking Abigail should’ve known because of the overwhelming news.

"Oh, I knew. I was just a bit tired." After saying this, Abigail quickly assured Lena and hung up.

Abigail gripped her phone and asked Benjamin Jones, "Which ward is he in?"

"Abby, you now need to..."

"If you don’t tell me, I’ll ask myself." Abigail got out of bed to put on her shoes.

Benjamin knew he couldn’t stop her. A look of helplessness appeared on his cold face, "Okay, I’ll take you."

Abigail nodded, her emotions tumbling inside, but she showed no sign, walking slowly behind Benjamin towards Brandon’s ward.

Pullan stood guard outside the door. Seeing Abigail suddenly made him shudder, his body tensing. He rushed into the room without even knocking, "Se... Second Young Master, this is bad!"

Brandon’s wound hurt too much, tormenting him that he couldn’t sleep. His mind was filled with thoughts of what Abigail was doing now. Pullan’s sudden intrusion made him very unhappy, "What’s bad?"

"The Young Madam is here!" Pullan reported urgently.

Brandon immediately sat up, pulling at his wound. His brows didn’t even furrow, but this wave of happiness quickly subsided.

He couldn’t see Abigail now.

He really feared he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself if he saw her now.

So, when Abigail knocked on the ward door, Pullan opened it, his large, burly body blocking her, "Young Madam, the Second Young Master is resting."

Abigail didn’t know what kind of injury Brandon had, felt anxious, and didn’t immediately react to Pullan’s words. She continued to walk in, muttering, "It’s fine if he’s resting. I just want to see how severe his injury is."

"Sorry." Pullan blocked her again.

Abigail frowned at Pullan, her peach blossom eyes carrying some hurt, "Are you stopping me?"

"Sorry, Young Madam." Pullan apologized sincerely but couldn’t disobey the Second Young Master’s order.

Abigail’s heart chilled when she heard this. She knew clearly that without Brandon’s permission, Pullan wouldn’t dare to block her, her tone becoming more urgent, "Where is he injured? Is it very serious?"

In Abigail’s mind, Brandon had only one reason not to let her into the ward: he was seriously injured and didn’t want her to see.

And if he was so badly injured, it was probably because of her, right?

Abigail thought of the fuzzy figure she saw before she fainted and felt it was Brandon.

"The Second Young Master had a car accident, but the doctor said he wasn’t seriously injured." Pullan answered according to the Second Young Master’s instructions.

Abigail was stunned. Not seriously injured, and the hospitalization reason was a car accident, not for saving her?

Then why not see her?

Abigail felt a trace of annoyance. Her attitude toughened, "Move aside."

She didn’t believe she couldn’t see Brandon today.

"Sorry, Young Madam." Pullan spread his arms to block her.

But the more Pullan did this, the more Abigail felt Brandon was seriously injured. She couldn’t just watch him suffer in silence.

"Move!" Abigail was already angry.

Standing behind her, Benjamin gently patted her shoulder, "Abby, the doctor said you shouldn’t have too much emotional fluctuation now."

"I..." Abigail took a deep breath, "Brandon, let me in."

"Abigail, Eva is my mother. I can’t just watch her go crazy because I marry you. Do you understand?" Brandon heard Abigail’s strong tone, closed his eyes forcefully, and then spoke slowly.

Abigail froze, her hands and feet turning cold, "I don’t understand!"