Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife Chapter 240: Are You Really Willing to Marry Me?

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Are You Really Willing to Marry ?

Brandon Piers was amused.

He curled his lips at the little chubby boy in front of him, “Is this what you’re worried about?”

Abigail, however, looked at the man seriously. “Shouldn’t this be worried about?”

“When did I need others’ approval to marry a wife? What does others’ mockery have to do with ?” Brandon Piers leaned against the headboard. His clear voice carried a thin layer of coolness, and there was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, as if he thought this was an utterly boring question.

Abigail quietly looked at Brandon Piers. She always knew he didn’t care much about others’ opinions. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have caused the Piers main branch to fall apart while he was still a minor and earned himself a reputation for being ruthless at such a young age.

She hadn’t realized that he wasn’t indifferent; he simply lived transparently.

Unlike her, who even in a second life, still cared about those illusory things.

But looking at Brandon Piers like this, her heart couldn’t help but ache a little. Everyone said he was a prodigy, possessing imasurable wealth, looks that won couldn’t compete with, and intelligence.

Yet after spending ti with him, Abigail discovered he was actually no different from her original self.

His father died early, his mother went abroad, loved by his grandfather, which ironically beca his original sin.

He had lived in a world of plots and sches since childhood, appearing as a refined gentleman on the surface, but was cold and ruthless in his bones. Even at this mont, that disdainful expression carried a few hints of self-mockery.

It made Abigail’s heart soften.

“Not caring about others, what about yourself? Do you really want to marry ?” Abigail’s voice unconsciously softened.

“?” Brandon Piers seed surprised that Abigail would ask this. For a mont, he was speechless.

Abigail looked earnestly at Brandon Piers’s handso face, wanting him to give her an answer.

Under the gaze of the little chubby boy’s big, bright eyes, Brandon Piers felt a little uneasy. He could not imdiately give her an answer. Yes, what about him? Did he really want to marry the little chubby boy?

It seed he had never considered this question.

That day, feeling irritated after being tornted by the little chubby boy, he planned to watch her make a fool of herself, but saw her being humiliated and pitiful in a livestream, torn apart by a group of so-called fans, and imdiately got angry.

He had been suppressed by this little chubby boy without any ability to fight back, so why should others bully her?

Fueled by this inexplicable indignation, he rushed to the engagent scene. In a muddle, he saved the little chubby boy and impulsively swapped the bride.

Yet, he never considered the purpose of doing so.

After that, he thought, things had co to this, Teddy needed a mother, and since the little chubby boy was the child’s birth mother, then he might as well marry her.

As for other things, he had never thought about them.

Now, seeing the little chubby boy ask him so seriously, how should he answer?

It seed he couldn’t answer.

Seeing Brandon Piers’s surprised “I,” and then nothing more, Abigail nodded, “Yes, it’s you.”

“Teddy needs a mother. You are his birth mother.” Brandon Piers couldn’t answer this question. But facing Abigail’s eyes, he had to respond, so he chose the most reasonable one.

Abigail was stunned for a mont, then realized this was an answer she had already guessed. But just a mont ago, she actually felt a faint sense of disappointnt rising in her heart.

However, she was always good at managing her emotions. The mont she looked up, that layer of emotions was hidden away. She looked at Brandon Piers and nodded, “I’m also doing this for Teddy. But I will respect your opinion. Since we’re getting married, regardless of whether it’s real or fake, we should respect each other.”

“It’s good that you understand.” Brandon Piers was very displeased. Since when had his charm been so low? He couldn’t even conquer a little chubby boy? It turned out she was just doing it for Teddy. But on the surface, he remained calm and coldly added, “And if we’re getting married, then we’re getting married. There’s no real or fake.”

“Mm.”

Abigail nodded, considering it an agreent.