Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 392 - Does This Fat Guys Family Own a Mine

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Does This Fat Guy’s Family Own a Mine? Chapter 392 -392: Does This Fat Guy’s Family Own a Mine? After leaving the hospital, Brandon Piers felt particularly good, holding Abigail’s hand without caring about the gazes of others.

On the other hand, Abigail felt a bit embarrassed. She had lost quite a bit of weight—although she was still chubby, walking down the street initially wouldn’t draw too much attention. But now, things were different.

The man beside her was like a glowing entity. Even walking on his own, he could attract a hundred percent of the turning heads. Now, holding her hand, it was practically like flaunting.

Especially compared to this man, she looked even more bloated and short. The looks others gave her seemed to suggest, “Does this chubby girl’s family own a mine?”

Abigail felt deeply offended!

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“Not happy?” Brandon Piers asked softly, feeling Abigail’s displeasure with his keen senses.

Abigail thought for a moment, “Don’t you feel uncomfortable at all?”

“Why should I feel uncomfortable?” Brandon Piers looked bewildered.

Abigail glanced at the surrounding crowd, who were occasionally glancing at them. “What do you think?”

It was just noon, the busiest time at the hospital. They were taking the regular pathway, so while it wasn’t crowded, there were still quite a few people around.

“Oh, holding my fiancée’s hand. Why should I feel uncomfortable?” Brandon Piers’s voice wasn’t loud. But because of his noble and outstanding demeanor, coupled with his extraordinarily handsome face, when he spoke, the people around unconsciously held their breath. As a result, many people heard his words.

The people who had been guessing their relationship just now were stunned. They really were a couple—the gap was too vast!

Abigail was stunned too and let out a light chuckle, suddenly realizing—was she just feeling insecure?

Unconsciously feeling insecure because of her body and the outstanding man beside her.

But Brandon’s words reminded her. Abigail smiled lightly, “Yeah, holding my fiancé’s hand, why should I feel uncomfortable? Let’s go.”

“Silly, that’s more like it.” Brandon Piers curled his lips in delight.

Just then, someone suddenly exclaimed, “Isn’t that Master Brandon and his chubby fiancée? The main characters from ‘Cinderella Also Has Her Love!'”

“Wow, oh my god, they’re really not faking it. They’re actually engaged.”

“I just saw that chubby girl come out of the obstetrics department. So, Master Brandon accompanied her for a postpartum check-up?”

“No way! So considerate. When I had my second child and suffered from uterine lining detachment, I was scared to death. My husband didn’t even come. I had to do the check-up alone. So envious. How come I’m living worse than a chubby girl?”

“Don’t call her chubby. Didn’t you see Master Brandon’s face darken? Tsk tsk, such a good husband!”

“Sorry.” The two who had just called Abigail chubby clearly felt the pressure in Brandon Piers’s glare, and they shrank back, trembling and apologizing.

Brandon Piers looked at Abigail, “Forgive them?”

“What will you do if I don’t?” Abigail asked with amusement.

“Kick them out.” The noble and refined gentleman said this brutal thing with a soothing and seductive voice, and surprisingly, there was a trace of sincerity in it.

Abigail chuckled with amusement, “They didn’t say anything wrong. I am indeed chubby.”

“But only I can say that.” This domineering attitude.

Abigail shot a side glance at him, “Alright, let’s go. Didn’t you say Teddy is waiting impatiently?”

After saying that, Abigail held the man’s hand again. She flashed a faint but incredibly confident smile to the two women who had just called her chubby, then strode away.

The two women stood there in a daze, watching their backs leave. After a while, one of them poked the other, “Wow, she just smiled at me?”

“She smiled at me too. Did you notice how beautiful her smile is?”

“Yeah, and her skin is so good. I wonder what skincare products she uses.”

Even the girl who had persuaded the others not to call Abigail chubby couldn’t help but join in, “Her demeanor is great too. Apart from being a bit chubby, she’s perfect.”

“Her chest is so big, I envy her! Master Brandon must be very happy…”

“If he wasn’t happy, would he cherish her so much?”

Up ahead, where Abigail with exceptional hearing nearly stumbled, she was lucky the man beside her supported her. Feeling a bit awkward, she turned her head away and quickened her pace towards the car.

Behind them, Pullan shook his head. What do these people know? Master Brandon is still abstinent, hasn’t even experienced the joy. What happiness are they talking about?

Pullan, who was gloating about his own thoughts, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He realized they had reached the car and hurriedly opened the door, “Master Brandon, Lady Abigail, please.”

Only then did Brandon Piers retract his gaze, helping Abigail into the car and subconsciously shielding her head with his palm.

Today, Abigail was so captivated by his actions that she felt her heart melt. Even after getting into the car, she was still somewhat dazed.

The car had just left the Sincere Hospital for a few minutes when Kelvin Max’s call came. He reported that Trevor was critically ill and had been sent to the emergency room at the international hospital.

Brandon Piers frowned, “What’s the situation?”

“They said after full treatment, everything was normal. Then suddenly, his heart had an issue, but they couldn’t find the cause. The situation was very bad,” Kelvin Max reported truthfully.

“Did you find out his connection with Gordon London? Why was he there and caused the explosion?” Brandon Piers felt something was fishy.

“From the recovered footage, the one who fell into the river is very likely Gordon London. This Trevor was in the same gang as Gordon London. Gordon returned to Gills City and hid with Trevor. But they seemingly had a conflict. It appears Trevor tried to stop Gordon, triggering the explosion prematurely, causing one death and one injury,” Kelvin Max reported the analysis to Brandon Piers.

Brandon Piers frowned. If this was the case, passing by the stone bridge wouldn’t necessarily have injured Abigail!

After thinking it over, he said, “Try to save him with all your might.”

“The hospital urgently requested Dr. Foster, and someone already communicated, but the Sincere Hospital replied that Dean Foster had a high-risk surgery soon,” Kelvin Max answered.

Hearing Jeffrey Foster’s name, Brandon Piers frowned slightly, “Do your best.”

“I’ll try.” Brandon Piers was about to hang up when Abigail suddenly held his hand.

Brandon Piers looked serious, “Are you sure? He’s just a small thug.”

“But he is still a patient.” Abigail said softly. Her hearing was excellent, and she overheard the conversation on the other end, roughly guessing who Trevor was.

He was the one who, during their last chase to the morgue, intercepted them humorously and ended up being a tipping point for Thompson Taylor’s turn.

Strictly speaking, this guy indirectly saved the two of them.

“What if I refuse?” Brandon Piers truly disliked Abigail performing surgery. First, he worried she’d reveal too many clues and get recognized by that guy at the Sincere hospital. Secondly, he was aware this woman had labored herself to death in the operating room in her past life, making him reluctant to have her do surgeries again.

“Brandon Piers, my profession is being a doctor,” Abigail said softly.

“Not quite yet.” Brandon Piers mumbled, discontented, then looked up and instructed Peter, “To the international hospital.”

“Yes.” Peter responded and turned the car around.

Abigail turned to the sulking man beside her, “I’m going to perform surgery, not going to war. What are you afraid of?”

“I… hate the smell of blood.”

Abigail, “I’ll make sure to wash my hands often.”

Fine, you’re handsome, so you get a pass for having many quirks!