Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 458 - This Damned Little Fatso
Chapter 458: Chapter 458: This Damned Little Fatso
Chapter 458 -458: This Damned Little Fatso
“Was Brandon in a bad mood?” Abigail asked as she got in the car.
Pullan nodded, “How did you know?”
“The smell of grass on you told me.”
“Huh?” Pullan was surprised but then understood, “You be careful on your way back.”
Abigail nodded, guessing why the man was angry.
Blame her.
Thinking of this, Abigail felt a bit gloomy.
When she got back to the manor, the car hadn’t reached the main house when Abigail saw Aunt Claudia under the grape arbor. She asked Pullan to let her out of the car and walked over to see two bald heads, each holding a grape.
Abigail looked at the two little ones and amusingly asked Aunt Claudia and Kelly, “What’s going on here?”
“Brandon asked why one had hair and the other didn’t, so he shaved Teddy’s head too.” Kelly hadn’t expected that on the first day of bringing her son over, the little young master would get into trouble.
Abigail was taken aback and looked at the two little bald heads again. Speechless, she lightly patted her head, “He really is…” terminally ill.
“It’s not so bad like this, fresh.” Aunt Claudia glanced at Abigail, then handed Teddy to her, “Hurry and hold him. In a moment, I won’t be able to keep him calm.”
“Teddy, you little rascal, did you trouble Aunt Claudia again?” Abigail hugged the little one in her arms and nudged his nose with her cheek.
Little Teddy hadn’t seen his mother all day and was so happy to see Abigail that he grinned, showing his two white teeth, looking sweet and adorable.
Abigail couldn’t help but kiss the little one’s cheek, but when she turned her head in confusion, she felt her neck get wet. She saw the little one had squished his grape, and the juice had spilled onto her newly changed coat.
Abigail, who had just changed her clothes at noon, “…”
“Haha, little rascal, you ruined Mom’s clothes. Don’t you think you should get Mom a new one?” Aunt Claudia teased Teddy, seeing Abigail’s expression.
Teddy, completely unaware, heard Aunt Claudia talking to him and happily smacked Abigail’s shoulder with his little hand, getting more purple grape juice on her shoulder.
Abigail, “…”
Fine, having a son means forgetting about cleanliness!
But the next moment, Abigail regretted it. She saw that Teddy, who had already gotten her light gray top covered in grape juice, reached for another grape from the arbor and stuffed it into his mouth.
The little one’s teeth were just starting to show, but he couldn’t really bite yet, drooling everywhere, and laughing gleefully. Just as Abigail started to laugh too, the little one, for some reason, took the grape from his mouth and stuffed it into Abigail’s mouth.
Abigail, completely unprepared for her son’s action, “…”
“Don’t spit it out, that’s from Teddy. Spitting it out would make him sad.” Aunt Claudia stopped Abigail, who was shocked and about to spit out the grape.
Abigail stood there with her mouth open, the grape still inside.
Aunt Claudia quickly explained, “Teddy probably saw Tate feeding Judy like this and imitated it. It’s also a form of parent-child interaction that builds trust between mother and child. Spitting it out would hurt his feelings.”
This was new parenting knowledge Aunt Claudia had just learned from Kelly that day.
Abigail looked at her son’s innocent and romantic look, then at the drool on his lips, and thought about the grape he had just licked. Who knew if there was snot on it too? But…
Under her son’s pure gaze and Aunt Claudia’s expectant expression, Abigail didn’t dare to spit it out and bit the grape, swallowing it whole.
Then, she quickly handed her son, whom she missed all day, back to Aunt Claudia and briskly walked toward the house.
Aunt Claudia was puzzled, “Abigail, where are you going?”
“Rinsing my mouth.” Abigail threw back those words without looking back.
Aunt Claudia shook her head, “This girl didn’t have a cleanliness obsession before. Now she’s even disgusted with our little baby’s drool. Teddy smells so good. Let Aunt Claudia smell you.”
“Giggling…” The little one laughed when Aunt Claudia teased him, but his little arm still reached back to grab the grapes, completely forgetting about Mom.
Abigail, who hurried back to the main house, immediately faced Brandon Piers as he walked over. She paused, remembering their argument that day, and didn’t know how to greet him. She pretended not to see him and continued upstairs, but Brandon grabbed her arm.
Brandon was very angry. He had never met a woman this ungrateful. He kindly reminded her, but she turned and got mad at him for defending another man. Did she really think he couldn’t deal with her?
Abigail, held by her wrist, knew she couldn’t escape today’s confrontation. She awkwardly turned back and weakly asked, “What are you doing?”
“Don’t you have anything to say to me?” Brandon asked in a deep voice.
“I… I didn’t see the text at noon. When I did, it was already during class.” Abigail lied.
“You know that’s not what I’m talking about.” Brandon didn’t let Abigail avoid the main issue.
Abigail felt uneasy. Wasn’t he supposed to be gentlemanly? Forcing a confession like this?
“I don’t know what you want me to say.” Abigail turned her head away, not looking at Brandon’s tempting face.
Brandon had never seen such an infuriating woman, “Do you want me to remind you, like about your feelings for Jeffrey?”
“That was all in the past!” Abigail denied strongly, fearing for her life.
“When was the past?” Brandon had been angry all day and wasn’t going to let Abigail off easily.
“It’s in the past. It’s all in the past now.” Mentioning the past, Abigail suddenly realized it had only been a little over five months.
But these five months had been packed with so many events that it felt like a long time had passed.
But it was so short. It marked the end of her previous life.
It seemed like Dr. Smith’s life had never existed.
Time was really miraculous, fleeting in a blink, yet long enough for her to fall in love again.
“You loved him once.” Brandon said sullenly. His heart felt sour and stretched, hurt by today’s phone conversation and now hearing it from her face to face.
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The worst thing was knowing this plump woman had loved Jeffrey Foster for ten years.
Such a long time. Long enough for him to be unable to intervene.
Let alone replace him.
Abigail hadn’t expected Brandon to suddenly lower his voice and say this, making her heart ache. She felt he misunderstood something, “Brandon, listen to me…”
“I have something to do. You go do your own thing.” Fearing that Abigail might say something that would further hurt him, Brandon cut her off and walked towards the door.
Abigail stared blankly at his back, “What’s wrong with him?”
