Chapter 738: Chapter 738: Abigail, let me kiss you Chapter 738: Chapter 738: Abigail, let me kiss you Kelvin Max called and reported the online situation to Master Adam, then cautiously asked, “What should we do now?”

Being a cuckold did not sound good no matter how you phrased it.

Yet, considering the previous big fanfare, many people knew that the second master was going to marry Miss Swift, and even the wedding date was well-spread. Now that the affair between Master Adam and Miss Swift had broken out, if Miss Swift’s pregnancy was confirmed, this Green Hat would be firmly in place and could not be removed.

“What do you think?” Brandon Piers heard Kelvin Max’s words and asked in return.

Kelvin Max shivered through the phone line and said, “I will persuade Master Adam to accept Miss Swift as soon as possible, and then tell the media that it was just a misunderstanding, and that your love with Miss Green is as deep as the sea and stronger than gold.”

Brandon Piers was slightly satisfied with the final statement and responded with a hum.

Kelvin Max felt a sense of relief, deciding to learn more about flattery in the future, specifically complementing the second master and the young madam’s love. It seemed to be very useful.

Kelvin Max was relieved, but Pullan and Peter, who were staying in the cold and gloomy car, felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. Finally, Pullan couldn’t hold back and cautiously asked, “Second master, we’ve been here for an hour.”

Although Kennan Max had dealt with the media reporters, it didn’t mean that some wouldn’t sneak in. It was worrying for the second master to stay here as a Wife-waiting Stone.

Especially since the second master was injured.

Brandon Piers coldly glanced at Pullan. How could he not know that it had been an hour since Abigail had gotten out of the car?

Pullan awkwardly smiled at the second master’s look, suddenly turning his head, “Wow, the environment in Rose Valley is really nice. The young madam’s taste is indeed… indeed good.”

Halfway through his words, Pullan felt the second master’s death stare, and the last few words came out with a quiver.

Then he suddenly remembered that Lawyer Jones had chosen this place for the young madam.

Pullan decided to shut his mouth.

Just at this moment, a familiar figure walked out of the community gate. Pullan widened his eyes, the young madam was back? That was great, the young madam still couldn’t bear to leave the second master.

Brandon Piers clearly also saw the figure he craved, prompting Peter to honk the horn a few times.

Abigail followed the sound of the horn and saw that Brandon Piers’ car was still there. She walked over with a sullen face and opened the car door, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

Freshly showered and changed, Abigail questioned Brandon Piers. The exclusive scent of mother’s milk had long faded due to months without nursing and had been replaced by a faint fragrance. Not speaking was fine, but once she started, Brandon Piers couldn’t help but pull her into his arms, “It wasn’t me. It was grandpa.”

Abigail fell into Brandon Piers’ arms, turned her head to complain about the man, but met his burning amber eyes. They were so close that their lips almost touched, causing Abigail’s heartbeat to skip. She was annoyed that even wrapped in bandages, this man had such a great impact!

Brandon Piers didn’t think as much as Abigail. Holding the love he had missed for so long, the sharpness from earlier was gone. He looked at her dumbly, unable to hold back but fearing Abigail would be angry, he whispered with thick desire, “Abigail, let me kiss you.”

Already somewhat bewildered, Abigail stared at him upon hearing these words, not nodding nor refusing. Brandon Piers took it as consent and bent down to capture her lips, meticulously outlining them. It had been more than a month since he last kissed his sweetheart properly. With no more worries, his kiss became increasingly indulgent.

Sitting in front, Peter and Pullan, “…”

What were they supposed to do?

Fortunately, although Pullan appeared simple-minded daily, he had moments of quick wit. After staring blankly for a moment, he hurriedly put up the partition between them and the people behind.

But even the tiny sound woke Abigail. Realizing what she was doing, she quickly pushed Brandon Piers away, glaring at him with watery eyes.

Brandon Piers wasn’t annoyed, he licked his lips with a hint of satisfaction and lifted her into his arms, closing the car door, “Teddy is playing at the manor, I’ll take you there now.”

Abigail was embarrassed by his actions but rolled her eyes at his next words, “I understand grandpa intentionally left Teddy, but what about Hughes? It couldn’t be grandpa who intentionally left him.”

“Hmm, I had something for him to do.” Brandon Piers didn’t deny intentionally sending Hughes away.

As for Teddy, well, although he didn’t leave him, he gave grandpa a hint. Otherwise, Teddy should already be in the villa at Rose Valley by now, and he wouldn’t be able to wait for Abigail.

Abigail knew it would be like this, giving him a contemptuous look, “Then, trouble the second master to take me to Teddy.”

She certainly wouldn’t just go back with him without clarifying things.

Brandon Piers did not argue, pulling her into his arms, “Don’t worry, I won’t force you.”

Abigail looked up at Brandon Piers, a cold snort escaping her lips, “Then let go of me.”

Brandon Piers lowered his head and saw the figure in his arms, awkwardly clearing his throat, “I can’t control myself.”

Abigail pushed his hands off her waist one by one. This man might not have improved in other skills recently, but his sweet talk was getting smoother. If she continued listening, she would soften, “Shut up.”

After throwing out these three words, Abigail slid off Brandon Piers’ lap, moving aside to keep a distance that used to separate them.

But as she settled, she saw that the partition clearly blocked the driver’s seat, obviously set up deliberately to create space between her and Brandon Piers.

Fresh from the shower, thinking about how she had almost fallen into the man’s kiss, an uncontrollable blush appeared on her unadorned, fair face. Damn this man.

On the way, Brandon Piers tried to tease Abigail again, but she was unresponsive until the car slowly drove into Moon Lake Manor.

It had been more than a month since she last visited the manor. Many flowers in the courtyard had faded, replaced by various fruits. The grapes, in particular, were full of green fruit balls, already as big as fingers, looking exceptionally cute in the sunset’s afterglow.

Abigail couldn’t help but pause. Brandon Piers stood beside her with one hand in his pocket, eyes full of undisguised affection, making Abigail both angry and soft-hearted.

Walking along the long stone path of the manor, she and Brandon Piers hadn’t even entered the house when they heard Teddy’s laughter, calling “mom” and “dad” alternately, clearly someone was playing with him.

Abigail hurried inside, seeing grandpa holding a stack of photos. Among them were photos of her and Brandon Piers, letting Teddy recognize them. The little guy was very smart, always getting it right.

“Mama…” Hearing the footsteps, Teddy turned around and saw Abigail, wobbling towards her. Abigail bent down to pick him up, but the little guy changed direction at the last moment, looking at Brandon Piers not far from her. He initially hesitated, then raised his arms, “Daddy, daddy…”
His voice changed toward the end. Abigail froze, realizing the little one hadn’t seen his dad for over a month. She felt a pang of sorrow. She had been too focused on her quarrel with this man, forgetting Teddy needed his father.