Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 541: Did You Break Up With Abigail?

Gills City.

Brandon Piers looked at his grandfather, who was lying in a hospital bed.

"What are you up to now?" Brandon asked, both annoyed and amused.

"What am I up to? What about you? Still trying to hide things from me!" Grandfather Piers was so angry that his mustache twitched.

Brandon closed his eyes at the sight of his grandfather’s mustache and then forced a fake smile. "What am I hiding from you?"

"Did you break up with Abigail and start dating a celebrity?" Grandfather Piers was so furious that he almost had a heart attack when he heard the news this morning.

"Where did you hear that from?" Brandon was exasperated. Lately, Kelvin Max and his team had been unreliable; it’s one thing that Abigail found out, but now even Grandfather Piers knew.

Grandfather Piers became even angrier upon hearing this. "First, tell me if it’s true."

"Of course not." Brandon dismissed the old man.

Grandfather Piers was still doubtful. "Really? You’re not lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? Didn’t you assign Uncle Piers to keep an eye on me? Why don’t you ask him?" Brandon thought the old man was getting more and more confused with age.

"That’s true." Grandfather Piers nodded thoughtfully, then shook his head. "No, wait, what if you bought him off?"

"Nonsense." Brandon stood up and continued disdainfully, "Do you want to come back to Swallow City with me? If you do, wait until you’re feeling better, and Abigail and I will bring you over. You can watch over us yourself. If you don’t, stay here and keep overthinking. Have fun with that."

"I..." Grandfather Piers hesitated, his expression suddenly darkening. "Does Daniel Piers’ injury have to do with you?"

Brandon did not deny it.

Grandfather Piers sighed. "I heard Oliver obtained shares from several other minor shareholders. Are they... okay?"

"They’re not dead." Brandon’s expression soured, but he still answered.

"Good. That’s good. You should go back now. Out of sight, out of mind." Grandfather Piers waved his hand.

Brandon looked at his grandfather and, in a rare soft tone, said, "If you come over, you can live at the manor. You’ll hear whatever you want to hear, and you won’t hear what you don’t. Stop lying to yourself. Is it fun?"

"You go. I need to think." It was clear that Grandfather Piers did not want to hear any more from Brandon, but he did not completely shut him down, either.

"Old Mr. Smith recognized Abigail as his apprentice. He’ll be living at the manor for now. If you find it boring, you can come back and play chess with him." Just as Brandon was about to leave, he added this.

"What? That old fogey took Abigail as his apprentice and wants to live at the manor? Are you sure he’s genuinely interested in taking her on and not plotting to snatch my great-grandson? And didn’t that lunatic lose his granddaughter? How could he still want to take on an apprentice?" Grayson Piers nearly jumped up.

Brandon gave his grandfather a faint look. "Think it over."

With that, he left gracefully. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Grandfather Piers, "..." That brat!

But if that old chap were to live at the manor, there naturally wouldn’t be any issues between Abigail and Brandon. Looking at the messages he received, he muttered, "These young girls these days will do anything to marry Brandon. Abigail is the best."

Brandon left Piers’ Mansion and flew back to Swallow City overnight. By the time he arrived at Moon Lake Manor, it was already 2 a.m. After a quick shower, he confidently made his way to Abigail’s room and slipped into bed with her.

Abigail was awoken in the middle of the night by a familiar scent. The next moment, she was pulled into a man’s embrace. Struggling groggily, she heard Brandon’s laughter and relaxed, turning into his arms to find a comfortable position.

Watching her act like a little pig, Brandon felt content and kissed her on the forehead before falling into a deep sleep, pressing close to her.

When Abigail woke up in the morning, the first thing she saw was a handsome face right in front of her. She was overjoyed, but as her gaze lingered on the dark circles under the man’s eyes, she reflected on the recent events and didn’t have the heart to wake him. Just as she was about to slip away, Brandon pulled her back.

Abigail yelped, seeing that while he still had his eyes closed, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. She couldn’t help but laugh. "What are you doing? Teddy should be waking up. I need to go soothe him."

"I’m awake too." The implication was that he needed soothing too.

Abigail couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

Brandon took the opportunity to hold her tighter, his eyes still closed.

"Stop it; Aunt Claudia will knock soon." Although Abigail said this, she didn’t push Brandon away. Instead, she relished his affectionate gesture.

"Sleep a little longer." Brandon, still not fully awake, spoke in a lazy, husky voice, sounding more seductive than usual.

Bewitched, Abigail indeed didn’t want to get up. Lying on her side in front of Brandon, she asked, "Did you go see Grandfather Piers? How is he?"

"Don’t mention other men in my bed." Brandon was displeased.

Abigail chuckled at this man!

Alright.

Seeing he seemed to be in a good mood, Abigail decided to confess. She began to talk about her visit to Jeffrey Foster’s lab with Headmaster Theodore yesterday and how she had helped a bit. "Yesterday I..."

Knock, knock, knock...

"Abigail, are you awake? I’m bringing Teddy in." Just as Abigail started to speak, Aunt Claudia’s knock sounded from outside, and the door opened in the next moment.

"Aunt Claudia, don’t..." Abigail exclaimed, but it was too late. Aunt Claudia stood in the room with Teddy in her arms, looking confused until she saw Brandon lying in Abigail’s bed. Her expression turned complex. "Didn’t Second Young Master return to Gills City?" How did he appear in Abigail’s bed?

Aunt Claudia, blushing despite being nearly sixty, turned to leave, holding the fussing Teddy. The little one in her arms was not cooperative and started bawling, "Waaa... waaa..."

Abigail was frantic, forgetting her embarrassment. "Aunt Claudia, give him to me, quickly."

Unable to calm the wailing child, Aunt Claudia reluctantly handed Teddy to Abigail and quickly left, closing the door behind her.

Brandon stayed in bed nonchalantly through the early morning chaos. Abigail, holding Teddy with a flushed face, glared at Brandon, who ignored the ruckus, still lying comfortably, and softly soothed the baby in her arms.

The incident pushed aside, Abigail forgot about her confession. She first fed Teddy till he was full, then played with him. Eventually, she got a call that Church Smith and Sophie Hope, along with Lena Locke, had arrived at the manor.

Due to recent complicated situations, Abigail had brought Old Mr. Smith to the manor. Their traditional Flowery medicine classes had to be relocated. Fortunately, now that Abigail’s identity was exposed, there was no need to be secretive anymore.

Lena Locke, seeing Teddy, couldn’t contain her excitement and loud admiration. How could there be such a beautiful baby in the world?

For a while, she refused to leave the two cuties to study until Old Mr. Smith gave her a stern look, making her comply and reluctantly say goodbye to the babies.

Sophie Hope, on the other hand, first went to the study. After finishing up, she went downstairs.

But after Sophie Hope left, Brandon’s face remained somber.