Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 537: Let Me Hold Your Hand

Abigail Green did not answer Brandon Piers. Instead, she ran toward the young boy, said a few words to him, and took the violin from him.

Brandon raised an eyebrow again. His chubby girl knew how to play the guitar?

Then, thinking about Abigail’s file and the old man’s stubbornness, he could somewhat understand it.

Abigail had learned many instruments, was best at the violin, but loved the guitar the most. It was more free and unrestrained.

However, whether in the years before her rebirth or after, she never had a chance to play it again. But at this moment, she very much wanted to sing for him.

But her personality made it impossible for her to straightforwardly sing "I love you." After some thought, suddenly a song her roommate often hummed when she first went to Yale, "Under Your Skin," popped into her head. Although it did not suit her personality, it was perfect for this night. So she gave him a playful smile.

Brandon looked at the girl, hands in his pockets, and looked at her expectantly.

Abigail tested the sound, then the light prelude began, accompanied by the girl’s sweet voice, "Sometimes I wonder, If there’s a place somewhere in your mind, Where there’s rain and thunder, And many flashes of lightning strikes..."

The night was deep. It was quiet around, only the sound of the guitar mixed with the girl’s singing. In this slightly chilly night, there was an indescribable charm.

Brandon watched the little woman change her emotions with the music, expressing the girl’s curiosity and passion vividly.

Although this music was passionate, Brandon seemed to see another Abigail, a pure and resolute side hidden beneath her soul. His chubby girl was confessing to him. This realization made Brandon very happy.

The gloom of this period was swept away.

In the last few lines, Abigail sang several times, "But if you need to throw your hands in the air, Or just need someone to hold, You know just send up a flare, You don’t need to find any other, I stay here with you tonight..."

Abigail’s previous voice leaned toward an authoritative tone, but Abigail Green’s voice was sweeter. It did not hinder her performance. Instead, on such a dark night, it sounded comfortable and delightful.

The singing ended, but the sound of the guitar continued.

After a while, Abigail finished the ending note and raised her chin proudly at Brandon.

Brandon opened his arms happily. Abigail handed the violin to the boy and ran joyfully toward Brandon, bumping into his arms. She heard the man’s clear and magnetic voice, "I stay here with you tonight."

Abigail was stunned at first. It was clearly the lyrics she sang, but when spoken by the man, it carried a different meaning. However, tonight she felt light and bold, so she stood on tiptoe and pecked the man’s lips, "Brandon, thank you."

Thank you for letting me rediscover this world, for making my heart flutter in this unfamiliar world.

Brandon looked at the chubby, tender face in his arms and could not help but hug her tighter, sighing softly in his heart, how could he love this chubby fox so much.

Clap, clap, clap!

The two became so engrossed in their emotions that they forgot themselves until applause sounded around them, reminding them that there were other people nearby.

Abigail, embarrassed, broke free from Brandon’s embrace, ran back to the boy, took out her phone, scanned his payment code, and then held Brandon’s hand, "Shall we go home now?"

"No, let’s spend this long night together," Brandon smiled.

Abigail could not help but chuckle.

Behind them, the young, tired boy’s phone beeped with a payment notification. He glanced at it indifferently, then stared at the five-digit figure in surprise. Instinctively, he looked at the two, but they had already walked away.

After so much fuss, they returned to Moon Lake Manor very late. Holding hands, they went back to their room. Brandon was reluctant to separate, so finally, suppressing his restlessness, he held Abigail and lay down.

With all the commotion, by the time they fell asleep, the sky was already lightening.

The next day,

Aunt Claudia, holding Teddy, knocked on Abigail’s door for the second time. The door finally opened.

Looking at the handsome second young master dressed in home clothes, Aunt Claudia’s mouth opened, "Second... second young master..."

The second young master spent the night in Abigail’s room!

This... was wonderful!

"Abigail is washing up. What’s wrong with him?" Brandon asked, slightly displeased, looking at the little guy crying in Aunt Claudia’s arms.

"Teddy needs Abigail in the morning. He’s crying for his mom," Aunt Claudia explained softly.

Brandon frowned, "Really? Let me hold him."

After speaking, Brandon took him over.

He rarely held him. But after watching Abigail and the others hold the child, he learned and was not as nervous as he was initially.

"Hi!" Brandon looked at the little guy in his arms, closed his eyes, and cried, trying to greet him.

"Wah wah wah..." The little guy was initially just whimpering in Aunt Claudia’s arms. After Brandon’s greeting, he started crying loudly.

Inside, Abigail heard the commotion. She ran out in her nightgown, half brushing her teeth.

As soon as she came out, she saw Brandon standing still, holding Teddy, completely at a loss.

Teddy was crying with his eyes closed, and his small hands kept pushing Brandon.

Although the little guy looked particularly pitiful, seeing Brandon’s helpless look, Abigail could not help but laugh, her mouth full of white foam.

Brandon heard the sound, turned around, and saw Abigail. His gaze fell on her collarbone, and he immediately ordered, "Go back."

Aunt Claudia was about to ask Abigail to hold the child but was startled by the second young master’s command. Then she noticed the beautiful marks on Abigail’s collarbone and blushed, "Second young master, I’ll take Teddy back."

"Little rascal, don’t cry," Brandon did not believe it. How could he not handle a child?

"Wah wah wah... wah wah..."

The crying got worse.

Abigail quickly brushed her teeth, changed her clothes, and took Teddy from Brandon, "Teddy, don’t cry. Daddy is annoying. Mommy will hug you."

Brandon watched his son, who was crying like he was kidnapped. He was crying so much. Could she calm him down just like that? Surely, she had to nurse him.

Unexpectedly, just after Brandon finished his thought, the little guy suddenly stopped crying while in Abigail’s arms. His cheeks were still wet with tears, but he opened his little mouth and smiled, showing two tiny teeth.

Brandon, "..." Son, your first word was "daddy."

Unfortunately, the little guy ignored him.

Abigail glanced triumphantly at the man. Hmph, so what if his first word was "daddy"?

"I’ll wash up," Brandon said, turning gracefully back to his room, not at all embarrassed.

As soon as Brandon left, Aunt Claudia grabbed Abigail’s arm excitedly, "Abigail, have you reconciled with the second young master? You spent the night together? It was so intense!"

Abigail felt that Aunt Claudia had been corrupted by Kelly. Otherwise, how could she say such wild words? She wanted to explain, "Aunt Claudia, it’s not what you think."

"It’s okay. I didn’t think anything. As long as you two have reconciled, it’s fine," Aunt Claudia said happily.

Abigail, "..." Your eyes say otherwise.

She had no way to explain her embarrassing story from last night to Aunt Claudia. She calmed and fed Teddy, then yawned while going to have breakfast.