Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 711: She Deserved to be Abandoned by the Second Young Master

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: She Deserved to be Abandoned by the Second Young Master

Abigail felt the various stares around her and slightly furrowed her brows as she dialed Lena Locke’s number.

The call was answered after just one ring. Lena’s cheerful voice carried a hint of concern. "Abigail, are you feeling better? What’s going on?"

"I’m fine, at school." Abigail paused. "What happened?"

"Ah... Oh, you haven’t checked the school forum?" Lena hesitated before asking.

Abigail frowned. She hadn’t paid attention to the Medical University or its forum since the last incident. "What happened?"

"The last time you came back to school, someone secretly took your photo and posted it on the school forum for the Medical University campus beauty contest. Your votes surpassed Bertha Swift’s." Lena sounded happy at this point but then became dejected. "You know how popular Bertha is at the Medical University. After being surpassed, many people looked up the post, and once they realized it was you, they deliberately posted your old photos for comparison, accusing you of getting plastic surgery..."

"Oh, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it." Abigail wasn’t very concerned about the students’ jealousy and suppression, considering them childish games.

Lena felt a bit saddened. "Abigail... did you and Master Brandon really... break up? Some gossip media reported that Master Brandon spent the night at Bertha’s place last night and even had his driver bring her to school this morning. How could he do something like this? It’s too much! The whole school is talking about it... I’m sorry, Abigail. Are you okay?"

Realizing she was touching Abigail’s wound, Lena felt remorseful. She always thought Master Brandon liked Abigail, but it turned out he was this kind of person...

While Abigail could brush off the accusations of plastic surgery, the nature of Master Brandon’s infidelity was different.

"I’m fine. I’ll be in the classroom soon." Abigail finally understood why people were looking at her that way. Ever since the university skills competition incident with Jeffrey Foster, everyone knew about her, including Brandon Piers’ involvement. Now that Brandon and Bertha were engaged, Abigail, being one of the main figures in these events, would inevitably draw attention.

After ending the call, Abigail opened the school forum and indeed saw everyone discussing her alleged plastic surgery and being abandoned by Master Brandon.

Sighing softly, she thought to herself that where there are people, there will be trouble. Maybe she should reassess the significance of staying in school.

As she walked toward the classroom, lost in thought, Abigail didn’t notice Hughes following her until she was almost there. Only then did she realize that Hughes had escorted her to school and followed her to the classroom.

Under the strange gazes of others, Abigail turned to look at Hughes, who ignored the attention and continued following her. Although he didn’t like Brandon, he agreed with one thing Brandon said: Abigail shouldn’t be left alone.

Any covert protection was less effective than having someone visibly around as a deterrent.

Abigail was puzzled. "I have to go to class."

"I know." Hughes answered simply and then leaned against the door frame.

Abigail frowned at him for a while, then turned and sat in her seat, understanding his intent. He planned to stick close by.

In the past, Abigail would have refused, but the kidnapping incident had changed her perspective. This precaution made sense given the current situation. She knew her safety was paramount.

Only when she was safe could the man be at ease doing his job.

With this thought, Abigail sighed again, her mind drifting to the man who visited her last night. But before she could delve deeper, Lena Locke burst into the classroom, rushing to her side. "Abigail!"

Wilson Jasper, Ralf, and Davis Hudson followed Lena in, all looking at her with concern.

Abigail found their expressions quite amusing. "What are you all doing?"

"Is it true that Master Brandon is with Bertha Swift now?" Lena still couldn’t believe it. Master Brandon was so heartbroken when Abigail went missing. Now that Abigail was safe, how could he change so suddenly?

Abigail didn’t know how to answer Lena’s question. Thankfully, Ralf tugged at Lena. "Stop asking. Class is starting."

"Yes, class is starting." Abigail used this as an escape.

Her evasive attitude immediately made the others realize the news was true. Master Brandon really had abandoned Abigail for Bertha Swift.

Thinking of Abigail’s young age, having a child for Master Brandon only to be betrayed now, Lena’s eyes instantly reddened.

Abigail reached out and ruffled the girl’s hair. "I said I’m fine, so I really am fine."

"But..." Lena wanted to say more but was afraid of hurting Abigail again. She silently buried her head in her arms, feeling sorrowful.

Wilson Jasper’s nose tingled seeing this, unsure how to comfort Abigail.

Ralf, trying to lighten the mood, said, "Don’t worry, Abigail. I’ve calculated your fate. You’re destined for great fortune. This is just a test. Master Brandon is nothing. You’ll meet someone better than him."

"What Master Brandon? He’s just a scumbag," Lena angrily corrected.

Ralf nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes. Someone better than that scumbag."

Abigail had been feeling somber, but hearing their words made her laugh. "Alright, alright. I’ll wait then."

Even Davis Hudson rarely agreed with Ralf. "He’s quite accurate with his predictions."

Abigail looked at Hudson and joked, "If he’s so accurate, should I pay him?"

Ralf pondered for a moment. "I’ll give you a 20% discount. One hundred twenty, cash or mobile payment?"

"Get out!" Before Abigail could respond, Sally Hood, who had just entered, shouted.

Ralf scratched his head. "I wasn’t asking you for money, ferocious woman."

Sally then lunged at Ralf, causing the room to burst into uncontrollable laughter, even drawing smiles from the previously downcast Lena and Wilson Jasper.

Abigail helplessly shook her head and noticed the other stares again.

Although Lena and the others stood by her, some classmates didn’t share the same sentiment.

Abigail keenly sensed the curiosity, pity, disdain, and even schadenfreude in the eyes of her classmates.

It was the same as the stares she felt when she walked into the school.

This world had more people who added fuel to the fire than those who helped in the snow.

Previously, leading Wilson and the others to win the gold medal in the university medical skills competition earned her some respect from her peers. But nothing compared to the attention and goodwill drawn by her engagement to Master Brandon.

Now that this identity was revoked, it inevitably led to backlash and ridicule. As Ralf and the others joked, Abigail’s sharp ears picked up many mocking remarks.

Among them were a few who were close to Duncan Symons. Abigail frowned, planning to ignore them, but Lena, sitting in front of her, couldn’t stand it. She suddenly stood up. "Apologize."

The two girls discussing Abigail were taken aback by Lena’s shout, their faces darkening. "Apologize? For what? Isn’t what I said true? She shamelessly climbed into Master Brandon’s bed, and now she’s abandoned. She deserves it!"

"Yeah, getting dumped by Master Brandon, she must have been fooling around. Maybe Master Brandon saw her true colors. Disgusting. Did she think he would like her after plastic surgery? Imagine comparing her surgery to someone naturally beautiful." The other girl glanced at Hughes outside the door, adding sarcastically.

Their back-and-forth made the classroom fall into an abrupt silence.