Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 491 - Are you doubting that Im not man
Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Are you doubting that I’m not man enough?
Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Are you doubting that I’m not man enough?
“Is it really that important? More important than your own life?” Brandon Piers looked at Abigail and asked word by word.
“Of course not.” Abigail replied rather crisply.
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Brandon looked at her with mixed feelings. “If that’s the case, why do you still take risks?”
Abigail fell silent.
She had lived for twenty-seven years but had loved Jeffrey Foster since she was sixteen. Eleven whole years, and she died inexplicably, and it was related to Jeffrey Foster.
She could let go of her feelings for Jeffrey Foster, but she couldn’t accept dying in such a muddled way.
She wanted to give herself an explanation.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t understand the meaning of the first half of her life.
It was like a piano piece that abruptly ended at its climax, always lingering in her heart, stopping her from moving forward without doubts.
She even felt her current life was like living in a castle in the air, ready to collapse at any moment.
And who was she?
So this step, she knew it was risky but had to take it.
“I’ll ensure my safety.” After a long silence, Abigail said softly.
Brandon wanted to ask, “You don’t even know how you died; how can you guarantee it?” But seeing the persistence in Abigail’s eyes, he knew saying more was useless. He beckoned, “Come over.”
This time, Abigail didn’t hesitate and obediently went forward.
Brandon put down the documents in his hand, bent down, and rolled up Abigail’s pant leg. He saw a red mark left by the cane, not as severe as last time with the bamboo, but still very visible on Abigail’s fair skin.
“Old bastard,” Brandon muttered lowly.
Abigail hadn’t expected the man’s actions, nor did she miss the heartache in his eyes. She pressed her lips together, her cheeks slightly pink, and murmured softly, “It doesn’t actually hurt much.”
“You think I feel sorry for you? Wrong. I think the old bastard didn’t hit you hard enough.” Brandon felt a surge of anger seeing Abigail’s appearance.
Abigail was stunned. Had she misunderstood?
“A harder hit would make you remember better.” Brandon naturally knew why the old man hit her, which made him even angrier.
Abigail, “…”
This man really was indescribable.
Abigail reached down to pull her pant leg back down. “Are you done? If you’re done, can I go see Teddy?”
“No,” Brandon refused without thinking.
Abigail looked at him. “Why?”
“You just ate a whole lobster, three pieces of lamb, a piece of salmon, two pieces of sole fish, half a dessert, and oh, a crab filled with roe, plus a glass of juice. Do you need me to calculate the calories for you?” Brandon said word by word, his amber eyes deliberately glancing at her body.
A sudden wave of irritation surged through Abigail. She glared at the man with her peach blossom eyes. He even noted how much she ate? How despicable!
Also, did she really eat that much?
And she didn’t even know!
“Do you understand what you should be doing now from what I said?” Brandon lazily looked at Abigail.
Abigail glared at the man, took a deep breath, and made her voice sound calm. “I’ll go to the gym.”
After speaking, she headed for the stairs. She thought for a moment and turned to fetch Teddy, bringing him upstairs, leaving Aunt Claudia and Kelly to look after the kids while she worked out nearby.
After an hour of cardio and anaerobic exercises, followed by three sets of abs torture, she returned to her room, drenched in sweat. After showering, she saw Aunt Claudia had gone somewhere, and Brandon was sitting on the mat playing with Teddy.
Seeing Abigail come out, Brandon looked up at her face, then at Teddy, and asked, “Why doesn’t he look like a boy at all?”
“You don’t look much like a man, either,” Abigail blurted without thinking. Immediately, she felt the surrounding air turn chilly. She quickly gave Brandon an awkward smile. “Um, can you delete that last sentence?”
Brandon ignored her last words and stared at her with a half-smile. “Are you questioning my manliness?”
“No, I swear…” Abigail’s survival instincts made her wave her hands.
“Yes, you are.”
“I was complimenting you for being pretty.” Abigail hastily explained. She almost bit her tongue. What was she doing?
Of course, this successfully triggered the man’s anger. “Pretty?”
“I’m pretty, I’m pretty!” Abigail raised her hands in surrender. Would that work?
“Giggle, giggle, giggle…” Sitting next to his daddy, completely unaware of his mommy’s anxiety, Teddy laughed happily. His small, peach blossom eyes curved into little crescents, matching Abigail’s, looking so adorable.
Seeing this, Abigail’s heart softened, and she couldn’t resist picking up Teddy, pointing at the unclear man’s face beside her. “Teddy is prettier.”
“Ha.” Brandon looked at his silly woman operating in a daze, both amused and annoyed. He pinched her cheek. “He’s not even a third as pretty as you.”
Abigail was stunned by the compliment. Ignoring the pain in her face, she stared adorably at Brandon. “Really?”
“Of course it’s… false.” Brandon intentionally paused before answering.
Abigail’s puffed-up face instantly fell. She rolled her eyes at the man in displeasure. “Then go find someone pretty.”
“Why should I? I’m so pretty; of course, I’ll find someone to highlight my beauty. You’re just right.” A moment ago, he was annoyed at being called pretty, but now he teased Abigail without caring if ‘pretty’ was a compliment or not for a man or a woman.
Abigail, “…”
Although the words sounded fine, she still felt he was scolding her!
“If I say I’ve regretted it and don’t want to be your foil anymore, is it too late?” Abigail asked with a straight face, looking at the absurd man in front of her.
“Of course, if you don’t mind me breaking your legs.” Brandon finished and poked his son’s little face. “Teddy, isn’t Daddy right?”
“Baa baa baa baa baa…”
“Good boy.” Hearing his son call out like a rap artist, Brandon, for the first time since Teddy was born, sincerely praised his son.
Watching the father and son duo, remembering the man’s earlier words about breaking her legs, Abigail felt aggrieved but only dared to think about it.
“Ha-ha, so obedient.” Little ungrateful one. Your dad only held you a few times, and you called him dad first. Abigail jealously looked at the big and small pair.
Brandon noticed Abigail nearly turning into a green-eyed monster. “Teddy, come on. Call Daddy one more time for Mommy.”
Teddy, given such a grand invitation, opened his small mouth, happily waving his hands, “Baa baa baa… baa baa…”
Abigail looked at the smug man, “…”
What the fuck!
