Chapter 268: Chapter 268 Shock! The Second Young Master is actually this kind of person
Abigail received the weight loss plan Brandon Piers gave her, and she was more surprised than Pullan.
The plan was detailed and thorough, more ticulous and cautious than she could be; it even took into account her postpartum physical condition and drafted a comprehensive plan.
And the duration of this plan was longer than she had estimated, obviously for her health’s sake.
Abigail felt very complicated, and there was an indescribable… well, gratitude.
But soon another contradiction arose. Was this man despising her?
So, he urgently created a complete, even perfect weight loss plan for her?
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Did he want to change her?
“Stop!” Just as all kinds of strange ideas were flooding in her mind, Abigail quickly told herself to stop. This was not her style at all!
When had she, Abigail, ever struggled over such matters? It was just a weight loss plan. Why should she think so much?
Speaking of the matter as it stood, Brandon Piers was helping her. Yet she was thinking a bunch of ridiculous things. Rather than wasting ti on that, she might as well study this plan and start her weight loss journey.
This was much easier than creating a plan herself.
Thinking of this, Abigail rarely took the initiative and sent Brandon Piers a ssage on Facebook, “Thank you, Second Young Master.”
Brandon Piers was dealing with company matters. Although he was creating a fog of deception, he couldn’t hide his physical condition for long. He needed to resolve the issues with the shares before then. Besides, he had more industries under his na than just the Piers’, with plenty of things to handle.
He didn’t pay attention when his phone rang. Late at night, after finishing the piled-up work, he opened his phone and saw Abigail’s ssage, raising an eyebrow, “Just a thank you?”
It was only after replying that he realized it was already one o’clock. As he prepared to get up and rest, his phone beeped with a ssage, “How do you want to thank you?”
Brandon Piers frowned, “Still not asleep?”
“Teddy woke up, I’m feeding him.” Abigail was so sleepy she replied without much thought.
Brandon Piers looked at the ssage, frowned a bit, thinking of a scene he had seen before, his ears tinged red, and he asked, “Does he feed many tis a night?”
“Three or four tis.” Abigail replied while glancing at Teddy, who was eating hungrily, stifling a yawn.
“Three or four tis?” Brandon Piers murmured softly. That ant the little fat boy ate every two hours or so, which ant waking up three to four tis a night. Holding his phone, he pursued further, “Where’s Kelly? Doesn’t she relieve you?”
“Teddy clings more to at night.” Abigail wondered why the Second Young Master was so concerned about Teddy today.
Brandon Piers understood, suddenly feeling a bit guilty. From the mont he learned about Teddy, the little guy was already born. He was too shocked to react for a long ti.
Although the little guy had been living at the Piers’ Mansion since then, he had no sense of being a father and didn’t feel like he had beco a father at all. His involvent was very minimal.
Seeing Abigail’s reply today, he realized the little guy had to feed three or four tis a night. No wonder the little fatty was so chubby. For once, an overly handso yet always aloof face showed a touch of self-reproach, “Tired?”
“Got used to it.” Abigail felt the man’s behavior was increasingly unusual, ending with another question, “Are you… okay?”
“Have you figured out how to thank ?” Brandon Piers felt a bit annoyed, also a tad heartache. Co to think of it, the little fatty hadn’t even turned nineteen yet. Due to her weight, everyone ignored her age, forgetting she was just a young girl who had just co of age, and he was six years older than her.
Thinking of this, Brandon Piers realized that the first ti he and Abigail… she was only…
“Pervert.”
Who could have thought that the seemingly gentlemanly Second Young Master was always like this behind the scenes?
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