Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 466 - So This is What Being in Love Feels
Chapter 466: Chapter 466: So This is What Being in Love Feels Like
Chapter 466: Chapter 466: So This is What Being in Love Feels Like
On a September deep night, Abigail almost spontaneously combusted.
Returning to Moon Lake Manor, Abigail ignored Brandon Piers. She got out of the car and quickly ran back to her room to take a hot shower. After changing her clothes, she finally felt a bit calmer.
Just after blow-drying her hair, she saw her phone light up. It was a message from Brandon: “Come to the dining room.”
Abigail thought for a moment, went to the nursery room to check on Teddy, and found the little guy and Aunt Claudia sleeping well. Only then did she quietly go downstairs.
It was already past midnight. The servants had gone back to their quarters, and the main house was extraordinarily quiet under the night sky.
Abigail hadn’t even reached the kitchen when she smelled an enticing aroma. Her eyes widened. Was he cooking?
This thought popped up, but Abigail immediately dismissed it. How could someone as refined as Brandon Piers be cooking?
Yet, a hint of anticipation rose within her.
She tiptoed into the kitchen and saw the man in casual home wear, with a light gray apron tied around his waist. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong, slender forearms. He held a steak clamp in his hand. The steak on the grill was almost done, sizzling and emanating a rich beef aroma.
Abigail was stunned for a moment before hearing the man focused on frying steak casually say, “Wait a while, it’s almost ready.”
Abigail didn’t move, staring blankly at the man, unconsciously swallowing. At this moment, she felt that although the steak smelled good, it couldn’t compare to the man in the slightest.
Brandon saw that Abigail hadn’t responded for a long time and looked sideways.
Having just taken a shower, her nearly dry long hair was loose on her shoulders, slightly naturally curly, black and thick. Her originally fair skin looked like freshly peeled lychee, tender and lovely, with a tinge of pink in her cheeks due to the heat, making her look particularly young and tender.
Her eyes, naturally charming, now had a misty look, seriously gazing at him. Brandon’s movements paused, “Come here.”
Abigail snapped back to reality, thinking the man needed her help. She quickly stepped forward, “What do I need to do?”
To her surprise, Brandon lowered his head and pecked her lips.
Abigail, having just showered, blushed fiercely. The mist in her peach blossom eyes deepened.
Brandon thought he might have gone mad, being utterly captivated by a little chubby girl. Fortunately, the sizzling steak in the pan brought him back to his senses, “Careful, it might splash. Wait for me outside.”
After waiting for a while and realizing Abigail hadn’t left, Brandon turned around again, “What’s wrong?”
“I’ll wait here.” Abigail replied, took out her phone, turned it to silent mode, and snapped a few pictures of the man’s back. She looked at them several times, feeling each one could be a magazine cover.
The man frying steak in the front saw the blurry reflection of Abigail secretly photographing him on the stainless steel spatula. He couldn’t help but smile, idiot indeed.
“Okay.” After finishing, Brandon removed the steak from the pan, plated it elegantly. Then he turned around and saw Abigail’s dumbfounded expression. Holding two plates of steak, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, “Am I really that good-looking?”
Abigail instinctively nodded. Brandon couldn’t help but laugh, the sound resonating from his chest, carrying an irresistible charm.
“Lovesick fool.” Brandon laughed.
Abigail then realized what she had done, pouted at the man with flushed cheeks, only to hear Brandon naturally order her, “Help me take off the apron.”
“Okay.” Abigail obediently stepped forward, lowered her head, and untied the apron at Brandon’s waist. Looking up, she met the man’s smiling, handsome face. Her heart skipped a beat again, thinking she must be really infatuated, otherwise, how could she be so enchanted?
After finally calming down, the two sat at the dining table. Looking at the exquisite food, Abigail sniffed, “Smells good.”
Brandon raised an eyebrow, cut the steak in front of him into ten equal parts, then gallantly swapped it with Abigail’s, “Try it.”
Abigail immediately felt her heart wrapped in honey, nodded, picked up a fork, and put a piece in her mouth. The meat was tender, bursting with flavor as she took a bite. The rich meat aroma mixed with the sauce perfectly, filling her mouth, rushing from her tongue tip to her mind, overwhelming her senses.
In her past life as a doctor, Abigail often dealt with patients, witnessing bloody and nauseating scenes during surgeries. Although she got used to it, she also lost the strong desire she should have had for food. Busy with work, her food requirements were only to stave off hunger.
But after being reincarnated, whether at the old Piers’ house or at Moon Lake Manor, every meal was delicately prepared. Even her diet meals were meticulously crafted and incredibly tasty.
But at this moment, Abigail felt that those carefully prepared meals couldn’t compare to this steak cooked by Brandon himself.
After finishing, Abigail’s face was slightly sweaty. She unconsciously licked her lips.
“Delicious?” Brandon looked at Abigail’s expression, feeling very satisfied.
It was his first time cooking for a woman. Abigail’s reaction gave him a great sense of achievement.
“It’s not just delicious, it’s amazing.” At this moment, Abigail wasn’t stingy with her praise for Brandon.
“Then I’ll often cook for you in the future.” Brandon said, looking at Abigail’s slightly blushed face.
Abigail felt her heart swell, she had never known that being in love could feel like this, as beautiful as a dream.
She suddenly felt a bit regretful for eating so fast. She should’ve savored it slowly, cherishing this loving moment.
However, it was late. She had to get up early tomorrow. Leaving the dining room, she glanced at the man reluctantly.
Brandon was also reluctant, escorting Abigail to her room but didn’t let go of her hand, “Otherwise… how about I stay?”
To hell with three months.
“I…” Abigail knew she should refuse, but facing the man’s passionate gaze, all refusals became hard.
“Wah wah wah…”
Unexpectedly, just as the two were parting reluctantly, the baby’s room not far away suddenly echoed with Teddy’s urgent cries.
Abigail’s mind cleared instantly. Without saying a word, she pushed Brandon aside and ran to the baby’s room.
Shortly after, the crying in the nursery stopped, replaced by Abigail’s gentle coaxing, “Teddy, don’t cry. Our teddy, don’t cry…”
Brandon’s hand, just released, still hung in mid-air for a while. He finally collected himself, looking irritably towards the nursery, muttering, “Little troublemaker.”
Inside the room, the little troublemaker was unaware that he had once again ruined his daddy’s plans. Being held by his mom, he was overjoyed, fed for a while, then rolled around the bed happily for another half an hour before falling asleep.
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By the time the little one slept, Abigail was too tired to keep her eyes open. She immediately fell asleep beside Teddy with Aunt Claudia.
That night, a smile lingered on Abigail’s lips, even her lips in the dreams curled upwards.
