Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 546: Is Women’s Love Always So Shallow?

Jeffrey Foster quietly watched Abigail Green, an uncontrollable joy surging within him.

He knew it. She would ultimately choose him.

She had loved him for ten years. More than anyone, he understood the softness and kindness beneath her cold exterior. She was the best girl in the world.

If it weren’t for that conspiracy, if he hadn’t lost her first, he would have cautiously erased the dirt from his body, broken free from the Foster family’s control, protected her well, and one day, he would have walked her into the hall of marriage, giving her the world’s best happiness.

But all of this was destroyed by that hypocrite.

Being taken back to the Foster family at the age of eight, he lived a life under someone else’s roof. Even losing his biological mother wasn’t enough. They still wanted to control his life and kill Abigail.

All these years, he had step by step retreated, only to exchange it for such a result? freewёbnoνel.com

They had killed the two most important women in his life.

Thinking of the days after Abigail’s death, he suffered from insomnia, hating himself repeatedly. He couldn’t protect his mother at eight and his lover at thirty.

He thought this miserable life should end, but did not anticipate that heaven would still favor him.

Abigail was still alive.

She had changed her appearance, no longer looking like his memories, and even fell in love with someone else. But this didn’t matter. As long as she was alive, he had hope.

Before losing everything, Jeffrey Foster thought he was generous. But when he saw Abigail holding another man’s hand, laughing in his arms, crying for him.

That was when he knew he couldn’t stand it.

So he decided to be selfish once more, to take her back.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Jeffrey Foster’s handsome and gentle face remained calm, but the depths of his eyes, like deep pools, roiled with crazed love and possessiveness.

Abigail felt like she had made a dream. When she woke up, nothing had changed. But when her hand touched Jeffrey Foster’s, her body suddenly shivered, her gaze cleared up a lot, and the first thing she saw was Jeffrey’s untouched sleeve.

The wrist that should have been most treasured by a doctor was crisscrossed with four or five twisted, ferocious scars, revealing the shattered and twisted heart beneath the gentle, gentlemanly facade.

It wasn’t that she didn’t feel, just that love was gone.

Just as Jeffrey thought Abigail would hold his hand, her soft hand abruptly withdrew, with sharpness, "Did you hypnotize me?"

Jeffrey’s hand went empty. Seeing Abigail’s clear gaze returning, he smirked self-deprecatingly, "Is a woman’s love so shallow? Changing it so quickly."

Abigail saw the fierce emotions surging in Jeffrey’s eyes and thought to herself that this was bad. The person in front of her was indeed her senior but no longer the same person as before.

"I admit I’ve had a change of heart, but senior, you didn’t accept me for ten years. We were never together. I have never wronged you. I used ten years to love you with a clear conscience. Please respect yourself." Abigail could not deny that she had a change of heart, but she didn’t accept his accusation.

After speaking, Abigail didn’t want to stay any longer, limping out. She had been here long enough, and she didn’t know where Brandon Piers had gone. That cursed man hadn’t even looked back to check on her.

Claiming to be so clever, couldn’t he see it was someone else’s plot? Fool!

When she found the evidence, she would definitely smash it on that cursed man’s face, making him regret mistrusting her.

But thinking about her man’s beautiful face, she might not bear to do it. Why did that cursed man need to be so pretty?

The more Abigail thought, the faster she walked.

Jeffrey Foster watched her hurried escape. His calm and handsome face finally cracked, "Abigail, I’m sorry. You think you’re not wrong, then let me be wrong."

Boom!

Just as Abigail was about to see the exit, there was a sudden boom behind her. Her body was thrown by a massive heatwave. Her face was covered in confusion. Unable to believe it, she turned back to see someone walking out of the flames, full of disbelief and questioning, why?

Haha.

Was this what he called love?

In those ten years as Abigail, she loved him, struggled bitterly, and he was unmoved. Then, as she became Abigail Green, he frantically professed love. Unable to obtain it, he decided to take her life?

Thinking of the scars on Jeffrey’s wrist, Abigail’s heart sank bit by bit. She should have escaped earlier. But then she fortunately thought, at least Brandon Piers had left first...

But what about Teddy if she left?

She had promised to live well and take care of him, to not let a stepmother bully him. But now she would break her promise.

And that damned Brandon Piers, she was ready to offer herself, but now it was all ruined. Being teased so many times, with positions recommended by Kelly, but no chance to practice, living two lives without experiencing, it was truly regretful...

Abigail didn’t know what others thought before dying, but she seemed to be less and less calm each time. What to do, she really didn’t want to die!

Tears rolled down accompanied by sharp pain, it hurt so much...

In the next moment, the man in flames walked closer, and a strong will to live made Abigail struggle and shout, "Save... me..."

Finally, she lost consciousness.

...

Kennan Max picked up Brandon Piers outside the stadium, wanting to ask about the second young mistress but held his tongue when he saw the second young master’s dark face.

But the car was parked in the greenery, and it wasn’t a solution not to drive, "Um... second young master..."

"Do you think loving someone for ten years, is it really hard to let go?" Brandon Piers didn’t respond to Kennan and seemed to be asking or talking to himself.

Kennan guessed the second young master was jealous again. But unlike his brother, he wasn’t good with words. He thought, "I haven’t loved anyone, but the young mistress looking at you doesn’t lie, she loves you."

Brandon Piers froze, hearing words like love from a wooden mouth like Kennan’s was quite offbeat. But he was more curious, "How does she look at me?"

This really stumped Kennan. He racked his brain, "Just... like there are stars in her eyes?"

Though Kennan wasn’t sure if this was accurate, he thought it probably was.

Brandon Piers knew others might lie to comfort him, but Kennan surely wouldn’t. If Kennan said so, had he misunderstood the little fatty?

Thinking of this, Brandon Piers suddenly felt unable to sit still. Looking out, wondering why that bad woman hadn’t come yet, had she really not followed?

"Oh, by the way, second young master, Kelvin Max asked me to remind you, Sophie Hope seems strange." Kennan didn’t feel Sophie was strange, but since his brother said so, there must be something off.

Brandon Piers was still brooding over why that idiot hadn’t come. Did she really accept their breakup? When he mentioned breaking up, didn’t see him let go immediately!

From the underground exit, Brandon had started regretting it. But didn’t want the fatty to look down on him, thinking he was easy to manipulate. Feeling irritable, hearing Kennan’s words, his brows furrowed. At the same time, there was a sudden boom outside, "What’s going on?"

Before Brandon finished speaking, another boom shook the car.