Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 463 - Abigail are you pursuing me
Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Abigail, are you pursuing me?
Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Abigail, are you pursuing me?
Abigail realized what was happening and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She also thought her emotions just now seemed rather ridiculous.
With a sidelong glance at their surroundings, even though there weren’t many people around, being held like this by a man made Abigail somewhat uncomfortable. She lightly poked Brandon Piers’ chest. “Um… can you let go of me?”
“Wait a minute. Answer a question for me first,” Brandon didn’t let go and looked straight into Abigail’s eyes.
Abigail felt roasted by his gaze. “What question?”
“Do you really think I’m garbage?” Brandon asked, looking serious, his amber eyes carrying a hint of hurt.
Abigail was stunned by the question. “I… I didn’t mean it that way. Didn’t you say my head is full of garbage?”
She was completely caught off guard by Brandon reversing the situation.
“Oh, then let me ask another question.” Brandon watched Abigail’s flustered explanation, a playful glint flashing in his eyes.
“Stop. I don’t want to answer any more questions.” Abigail quickly stopped him, feeling that his questions wouldn’t lead to anything good.
But Brandon insisted. “You said earlier that your head was full of me. Is that true?”
“I… Did I say that? You must have heard wrong.” Abigail almost admitted it, but remembering their argument and his nightclub visit, she thought it would be too passive to confess now.
Besides, when had this man ever said he liked her?
Abigail had never considered herself such a petty woman.
“Really? Then if it’s not me in your head, is it Dr. Foster?” Brandon had held this question in all day and finally asked it.
He had been feeling jealous the whole day. Seeing Joy being jealous just a moment ago made him particularly happy, but then regretted explaining things too quickly. At least, he should have let her feel sour a bit longer.
Abigail didn’t understand why Brandon suddenly mentioned Jeffrey Foster again and felt a bit helpless. “What does Dean Foster have to do with us?”
“But you said today that he was in your heart before.” Brandon unknowingly felt a bit jealous again.
Abigail was stunned, then recalled he had said he was jealous. Finally, she understood it was him being jealous and couldn’t help but smile. “Are you jealous?”
“Who’s jealous?” Brandon immediately denied it. Being jealous was so low-class; how could he do that? Besides, did Brandon Piers need to be jealous of others? Were they even worthy?
“Oh, so why do you care if Dr. Foster is in my heart or not?” Abigail, in a good mood, asked knowingly.
“Just curious. Answer if you want.” After saying this, Brandon let go of Abigail, his handsome face showing dissatisfaction. He knew this little fatty still couldn’t let go of that person in her heart.
Seeing Brandon’s proud yet awkward expression, Abigail felt even better and didn’t want to argue over who confessed first anymore.
After all, when she felt moved, she had already lost.
He was so beautiful; she should spoil him a bit.
“My heart is full of you now, completely full. So, would you like to try dating me?” As Brandon turned around, Abigail suddenly mustered the courage to ask him.
Brandon’s body stiffened, frozen for a long while, not moving.
Seeing his back, Abigail felt a bit disappointed. “By not answering, are you rejecting me?”
Brandon slowly turned around. “Abigail, are you pursuing me?”
Abigail nodded with a mix of frustration and amusement. “You can think of it that way.”
Brandon’s eyes sparkled with joy, but he replied proudly. “I’m not that easy to pursue.”
Initially thinking this man was just proud, Abigail figured she wouldn’t wait for him to make the first move. She had already regretted once in a previous life, and didn’t want to make the same mistake. Little did she expect the man in front to be so dramatic.
Not easy to pursue?
This was really over the top.
Thinking about it, she decided to go for it. Standing on her tiptoes, she kissed Brandon’s cheek. “What about this?”
The next moment, a pair of long arms pulled her into an embrace. “Not enough sincerity.” Could he be pursued so easily?
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Abigail looked at the man near her, inhaling his fresh scent. “What counts as sincerity?”
“Here.” His long, slender fingers pointed to his lips.
Not far away, Pullan felt like his eyes were blinded by the sight.
He couldn’t believe Second Young Master was like this.
Half hugged by Brandon, seeing his gesture, Abigail froze. Her cheeks and ears turned red. She thought she had taken a big step today but hadn’t expected him to be so shameless.
Instinctively looking around, she saw people beginning to glance their way, awkwardly looking at Brandon. “Let’s go home first.”
“And then it’ll be okay?” Brandon looked at her gradually pinkening cheeks, his nose brushing hers, the atmosphere around them sweetly ambiguous.
Abigail felt more embarrassed being asked. Wasn’t this man unwell, without past dating experience? How could he be so skilled at flirting?
Seeing Abigail not respond, Brandon became prouder. “But you haven’t caught me yet. How can I go home with you? You’re too forward, sis.”
If Brandon remembered correctly, Abigail was two years older than him, based on Dr. Smith’s records.
Dammit!
Abigail nearly jumped up immediately, her face heating, body trembling lightly. Looking at the man in disbelief, she touched his forehead, then smelled his lips. “Did… did you drink?”
“A little.” The deep voice answered seriously.
Abigail silently cursed. A little my ass.
Brandon observed Abigail’s reactions, recalling Google’s top voted answer earlier, and smirked. “You haven’t caught me yet. If it’s too hard, I can lower the bar a bit.”
Lowering his dignified head, he looked straight into Abigail’s eyes.
Abigail felt her brain struggling to keep up with his pace. So, was he asking her to kiss him? And that would count as catching him?
Ah, this damned proud guy must be drunk.
Only Pullan cursed silently from a distance. Second Young Master was really too sly and shameless!
Abigail took a deep breath, looking at the handsome face close to hers, feeling her breath quickening bit by bit. She could even taste the red wine on his breath, feeling herself getting a bit tipsy, not just her face feeling hot, but her head spinning, slightly dizzy.
Phew!
In the noisy street, Abigail suddenly felt as if everything went silent. She could feel only their breaths, heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest, eyes focused only on his thin, beautiful lips. Unconsciously licking her own, she leaned in gently.
So soft. Tasted of wine’s bittersweetness…
