Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 277 - : Is the Young Master forcing you to lose weight?
Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Is the Young Master forcing you to lose weight?
“Smart.”
Abigail nodded, sitting down by the coffee table and lifting the lid. It was crucian carp, radish, and tofu soup, exactly as on the recipe.
Kelly did not expect to guess correctly. She opened her mouth again, her imagination running wild. “Is Brandon forcing you to lose weight?”
In fact, postpartum Kelly was not considered thin either, just not as exaggerated as Abigail. She leaned toward being full-figured and occasionally got teased. But her husband did not mind at all; he thought she felt just right. So she never thought being fat was a problem.
As for Abigail, she was indeed a bit overweight, but if she needed to lose weight, it should be by her own will, not forced.
“Not really.” Abigail took a sip of the hot soup. The Piers’ chefs were top-notch in the industry. Even a simple crucian carp, radish, and tofu soup was made creamy and fragrant.
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As for being forced to lose weight, it was not that. This man just had a style of making things happen quickly and effectively.
But Kelly heard her answer and could not help but feel indignant. She stepped forward and held Abigail’s hand. “Abigail, don’t be upset. Even though you’re a bit overweight, you’re good-looking, have a good personality, and are smart. There’s no need to force yourself because of others.”
Abigail looked at Kelly’s serious expression and scratched her nose. “I’m really not being forced.”
“I understand you,” Kelly said, patting Abigail on the shoulder.
Abigail, “…”
How did she suddenly become the third female lead in a romantic drama where she’s forced by her fiancé to lose weight and give up on herself?
How should she explain this?
But boiled shrimp also turned out to be so delicious. Abigail finished worrying and continued peeling shrimp.
Kelly watched Abigail eat with a satisfied look on her face, “…” Truly, a heart at ease puts on weight!
After finishing the snack, Abigail coaxed Teddy to sleep and then began to study the plan Brandon gave her.
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Six meals a day, with each meal’s calorie intake and the necessary calories to be burned precisely calculated down to decimal points.
It ensured her energy needs while also reducing excess intake.
The exercises planned for the first three months were all simple yoga routines, evidently considering her postpartum condition.
One could not say it was not meticulous.
It was just that Abigail felt a bit lucky. Though this man was thoughtful, he forgot to thoroughly understand her body, so the plan lacked specificity.
It was a small flaw she found in Brandon.
Abigail felt a bit smug.
But after feeling smug, she found herself inexplicably happy. What was with this joy, like discovering a small secret about the man that only she knew?
She touched her own cheek and continued to study the weight loss plan, making adjustments based on her condition.
She forgot that someone had already scheduled a “postpartum checkup” for her.
Knock, knock, knock…
Abigail was engrossed in her research when a light knocking sounded. She looked up and saw Pullan leaning against the door.
“What’s up?” Abigail noticed Pullan’s strange posture, recalling that he seemed off when she saw him trimming plants in the morning.
“Boss Green is here, and Brandon wants you to go down,” Pullan whispered, noticing Teddy was asleep.
Abigail was surprised. Lincoln Green is here at the Piers’ at this hour?
“Okay.” Abigail nodded. No matter what, Lincoln Green was her original body’s nominal father. If she wanted to depend on this body for her livelihood, certain things had to be considered.
Pullan hummed, intending to leave. Abigail looked at him. “Is Brandon mistreating you?”
“No, my boss is just urging me to lose weight.” Pullan quickly explained, thinking how could such words be misinterpreted.
Abigail, “…Lose weight?”
