Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 447 - Visit of the Young Master Pei in the

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: Visit of the Young Master Pei in the Night

Chapter 447 -447: Visit of the Young Master Pei in the Night

Knock, knock, knock…

Just when Abigail was feeling lost, she heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

There was no need to guess who it was from the rhythm.

Abigail looked down at the little hand still clutching her and pulled the thin blanket up a bit. She called out, “Come in.”

Brandon Piers entered, carrying a tray. The dim bedside lamp bathed the warm-toned room in a cozy glow. As he approached, he saw Abigail lying on her side on the bed, the little guy asleep but still clutching her collar. His heart softened.

“He’s asleep. Just set him down, or he’ll cling even more.” Brandon carried the tray to the bedside and softly said this to the mother and son.

“I can’t. He wakes up as soon as I put him down.” Abigail looked up and noticed Brandon holding a tray. “Why did you bring it over?”

“Kelly’s in the guesthouse. Aunt Claudia was exhausted by the little guy today, so I let her rest. You should get up and eat something.” Brandon knew full well that Abigail hadn’t eaten much today.

“I… I don’t dare move. As soon as I move, he wakes up,” Abigail said helplessly.

“Ha, why is he so clingy?” Brandon reached out and poked the little guy as he spoke.

Abigail’s nerves immediately tensed, “If you wake him, you soothe him!”

“Mm, I’ll soothe him.” Brandon smiled and poked the little guy’s nose again.

The little one, sleeping uneasily with closed eyes, wrinkled his nose and whimpered in his sleep for a moment before settling back down.

Seeing this, Brandon found it amusing and was about to poke again when Abigail grabbed his hand. Face-to-face with the little chubby one’s disapproving gaze, he sheepishly withdrew his hand.

Abigail looked at the relaxed man, “Do you have something else to talk to me about?”

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“Delivering dinner doesn’t count as something? And why can’t I come to you if there’s nothing?” Brandon retorted.

Abigail was stumped by the question, considering their current relationship. Indeed, even if there was nothing, they could still be together. She shook her head.

“There you go.” Brandon was satisfied.

Yet despite his words, Abigail still felt a bit uncomfortable, especially in the quiet environment of the evening, with only the sleeping baby by her side.

She still remembered how this man had teased her into a frenzy this afternoon.

“So tense?” Brandon sensed Abigail’s slight change and asked with a light laugh.

“No. Thanks for helping with the post today.” Since the man had nothing to say, she could only find a topic herself.

“Small thing. Get up. I’ll watch him while you eat before the soup gets cold.” Brandon gently moved the little one’s hand from Abigail’s collar as he spoke.

“Don’t; it’s so late. I won’t eat,” Abigail feared that Brandon’s actions would wake Teddy.

But Brandon ignored her, his amber eyes steadfast. “Be good, or I’ll take him out.”

“You…” Abigail was annoyed but had no way to counter him. She could only carefully put down the little one and slowly move off the bed.

But she had barely moved to the edge when the little one on the bed sensed it and immediately began to wail with his eyes closed.

Abigail looked at him as if saying, “See, I told you so.”

But Brandon waved her off and lay beside the little one himself, holding the small hand in his big one and gently murmuring like a woman soothing a child, “Our Teddy, don’t cry. If you cry, Daddy will spank your little butt, understand?”

Abigail, “…”

As if Teddy could understand a damn thing.

Abigail expected Teddy to cry harder, showing the man a lesson, but to her surprise, the little one didn’t cry harder. Instead, he stopped crying after a while, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep, clutching the man’s finger tightly as if afraid of being let go.

Abigail, who had been waiting for life to teach the man a lesson, “…”

He fell asleep just like that?

Seeing Abigail’s reaction, Brandon shrugged proudly.

Abigail looked down at her son, “Fine.” Maybe Daddy was the true love.

Despite her words, Abigail was still worried about the little one. She placed the dinner on the small cabinet by the bed and sat on the yoga mat, eating quietly by the dim light of the bedside lamp.

Brandon lay on the bed, slightly raising his head to see Abigail, like a little squirrel, quietly eating and occasionally glancing at Teddy.

She looked both cute and heart-wrenching. Lowering his head to see his sleeping son, Brandon lowered his voice, “This can’t go on.”

Abigail looked at him, puzzled. What couldn’t go on?

“You have your whole heart set on this little one. How can you study properly? How can you learn medicine from Mr. Smith properly?” Brandon softly asked, meeting Abigail’s bewildered eyes.

Abigail paused. The man’s question hit on her current dilemma.

Seeing Abigail’s confusion, Brandon’s gentle voice softened even more, “Abigail, I know you love Teddy very much, but you also need to learn to let go.”

He had looked into Abigail’s past and knew she wasn’t one to hesitate over things. But now, her heart was tied to Teddy. Kelly had said that she sprinted out of Mr. Smith’s courtyard and was out of breath by the car.

Abigail, confused, stared at Brandon. What did he mean? Let go of Teddy? Did he mean he didn’t intend to marry her? Or did he have a new plan?

Over the past few days, Abigail thought they were getting along well, that they had feelings for each other, and marriage was just a matter of time. But now he was telling her to learn to let go?

If it had been a month ago, she would have taken these words calmly and considered how to gain Teddy’s custody from him.

But now, because of his words, her heart felt like someone had stabbed it, and she didn’t know how to react.

Seeing her chubby face, Brandon knew she misunderstood and frowned, “The letting go I mentioned wasn’t the one you’re thinking of.”

Abigail still looked at him.

Had he not been held by his son’s little hand, Brandon would have liked to pinch the silly woman, “I meant you can’t always hold on to Teddy. You need to learn to let go and let him be independent. You’re 19; you have your own life. The child is a part of your life but not your whole life. You can’t give up everything for him.”

Abigail’s heart, which had felt like it was dying, suddenly revived. She looked at him in disbelief. How did he know what she was thinking?

When she left her grandfather’s alley today, she saw Teddy crying with tears streaming down his face. Instinctively, she wanted to give up her studies, even momentarily thinking about giving up the medicine she had studied for so many years to stay with Teddy and watch him grow up.

Seeing her stunned reaction, Brandon found it amusing. She had been in self-blame since she returned home in the evening, making Kelly and Aunt Claudia anxious, and she still thought he couldn’t read her mind?

“But Teddy…” Abigail hesitated. How could she let go? She couldn’t do it!