Chapter 582: Chapter 582: The Young Master sees the Bride at the Wedding Chapter 582: Chapter 582: The Young Master sees the Bride at the Wedding Durin’s countryside was beautiful.
Especially the area they were in, any random spot could beco a picturesque scene.
And compared to when they first arrived in January, now approaching March, Durin’s temperature was much higher than Swallow City. Everywhere was filled with lush green, like Monet’s paintings.
Unfortunately, Brandon Piers was not in the mood to appreciate this easily accessible beauty.
He was in a bad mood.
Compared to a month ago, this was the first ti he felt a sense of confusion.
When he was on the island, he was convinced that this ti he could find Abigail.
When people don’t hold hope for sothing, the level of expectation is low and setbacks are relatively easier to accept. When he was in Australia, he knew very well that Jeffrey Foster wouldn’t let him find them so easily. So, although that ti was hard, he still hadn’t found Abigail’s whereabouts. He was downcast but not as much as now.
Everything clearly pointed to Abigail being on the island, yet he had spent a month searching in vain.
This kind of frustration and disappointnt couldn’t be soothed with words.
Especially after four months, how was Abigail now?
She and Jeffrey Foster… what had happened to them?
A lot could happen in four months.
From the ti Abigail was reborn to eting him, to falling in love with each other, it had only been six months.
If Jeffrey Foster had hypnotized her, and she liked soone like Jeffrey Fostser… Brandon didn’t dare to think any further.
These questions tornted him like a poison that clings to bones.
What he feared most now was, if he found the person but couldn’t bring back her heart, what should he do then?
And the later he found her, the greater the risk grew.
Walking on the rural road, Brandon Piers exuded a lancholic aura, his flawless handso face bearing a sickly pallor.
He seed to beco the sa delicate, sickly beauty that he was in Gills City in April.
The church was not far from the villa area, and after walking for over twenty minutes, he arrived.
Before getting close, he heard laughter coming from the church. Brandon Piers looked over, the church was small, a common Gothic-style structure in Europe, ticulously decorated everywhere.
Brandon didn’t see Teddy or the others, nor did he see the bride and groom, suggesting that the ceremony hadn’t formally started yet. He handed the red wine bottle he had picked up on his way here to the elderly host, who warmly welcod him inside.
There weren’t many guests inside the church, and Brandon Piers spotted Teddy climbing up and down at a glance. He sat down next to Juliet Rosa and scooped Teddy into his arms.
Juliet was shocked by the boss’s sudden appearance, a little nervous. “Sec… Second Young Master, you are here.”
“Mm.” Brandon Piers responded without any expression, looking down at the little one he hadn’t seen in a month. “Call daddy.”
Teddy was forcibly picked up from the chair, initially upset, but upon seeing it was his father, his little face lit up. His soft body snuggled into Brandon’s embrace, “Daddy, daddy…”
Seeing this rascal hadn’t forgotten him, Brandon’s tightly pressed lips softened a bit. Looking at the warmly and romantically decorated church, he intended to get up.
Juliet looked troubled. “Second Young Master, you are…”
“I am taking Teddy for a walk.” He couldn’t find Abigail, so he had no mood to watch others getting married. Maybe it was a psychological issue, but looking at the flowers around made his heart ache faintly.
Juliet dared not say anything more. At that mont, music started playing outside, and soone softly called out, saying the bride and groom had arrived.
Seeing this, Brandon frowned. His upbringing didn’t allow him to leave at this mont, so he had to sit down with patience.
Juliet breathed a sigh of relief. She had promised Kiyoko to bring Teddy to the wedding, and if the Second Young Master left, she would certainly have to follow.
It was a pity, though they had been neighbors for a month, Kiyoko had visited their villa many tis, and she also took Teddy to Kiyoko’s house twice. But they had never seen her husband.
Each ti they either only saw his back or caught a fleeting glimpse. Despite this, one could still tell he was an exceptionally outstanding man, and he was very good to Kiyoko. It was said he had put in a lot of effort for this wedding. So Juliet was very curious about what kind of person Kiyoko’s husband was.
She wasn’t young anymore. Previously, she always thought her career was more important. But after taking care of Teddy for a month, she found that getting married and having children wasn’t so terrifying. She started to look forward to marriage too.
Brandon Piers couldn’t understand the little thoughts of the female subordinate beside him. Holding Teddy, he didn’t let the little one make a fuss to disturb the wedding.
The one in his arms was just not a quiet one, twisting and turning in his arms. And as the couple walked down the red carpet into the church, the little guy simply started to wiggle out, humming to himself. Brandon asked Juliet with a frown, “When did he last drink milk?”
Juliet checked the ti. “He had so when we arrived at nine, maybe he wasn’t full, I will make so more for him.”
Saying that, Juliet picked up the backpack by her feet, and took out a thermos and milk powder.
Abigail held onto Jeffrey Foster’s arm. As soon as she entered the church, she saw the man sitting next to Juliet. Although it was just a back view, she could still feel the noble aura emanating from him. The man should be holding Teddy. The little one was restless, and the man was looking down, trying to settle him.
Jeffrey Foster sensed Abigail’s gaze. “What’s wrong?”
Abigail looked away. “Nothing, I saw Juliet and her husband.”
“Hm.” Jeffrey Foster had t Juliet once, an average pretty woman, nothing special. He glanced at the man and woman with their heads down but didn’t think too much.
Abigail heard her senior brother’s tense hum. She smiled at him. “Nervous?”
“Hm, no matter how many tis I marry you, I will always be nervous.” Jeffrey Foster whispered in Abigail’s ear. The wedding music continued. Looking at the woman beside him in a fishtail wedding dress, so beautiful it was impossible to look away, his heart was full.
Unlike Abigail, he was very clear this was their first and possibly their only wedding. After this wedding, everything between them would change. She would beco his real wife, and the things between her and Brandon would beco a thing of the past. They would beco the most well-matched and loving couple in the world.
“Senior brother, you’ve beco bad, full of sweet words.” Abigail teased lightly as she held onto Jeffrey Foster’s arm, walking together.
“Have I? But you still call senior brother?” Jeffrey Foster sounded a bit dissatisfied.
“Isn’t it not over yet?” Abigail chuckled. She was in a good mood recently. Looking at the old church that Jeffrey had ticulously decorated to be filled with sweet vibes, she also had expectations for their future married life.
“Okay, then change it tonight.” Jeffrey Foster wasn’t in a hurry. After saying this, he pretended to look serious and stared ahead.
Abigail blushed. Her senior brother had indeed beco bad.
The music continued as the priest waited at the front. The few guests looked on with blessings as the couple approached. At that mont, Teddy pushed away the bottle Juliet handed over, “Mama, mama…”
Brandon Piers frowned and turned around.
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