Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 602: Young Master, shall we go?

Abigail was still holding Teddy and looking at the man with some confusion. The others followed Abigail’s gaze and looked at Brandon Piers.

In the March weather, the man wore beige pants with a black trench coat. He seemed slimmer than before, yet even more imposing. His stunningly handsome face and innate nobility made him the most dazzling presence wherever he went.

The man said something to the lead singer of the band, then sat down at the piano. A clear but slightly hoarse voice came through the microphone. "Sorry to interrupt everyone. As an apology, I am offering a song. I hope you will be happy."

Brandon Piers wanted to say he was dedicating a song to the newlyweds, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it. To dedicate a song to Abigail would also be inappropriate.

So he said he was offering a song to everyone, hoping they would be happy.

Abigail felt her heart tighten for some reason when she heard the man speak.

Jeffrey Foster frowned slightly. He couldn’t quite understand what Brandon Piers was up to, first causing a scene by looking for a child and now wanting to sing as an apology?

Alex and the others were also very surprised. Their second young master could actually sing?

After all, in their eyes, someone like their second young master, akin to an immortal, wouldn’t do something as common as singing, let alone singing in public.

But the next moment, Alex’s expression twisted in disbelief as he looked at their second young master. This prelude... was "Under Your Skin."

Brandon Piers did not feel the reactions of the people around him. His long, defined fingers danced on the black-and-white keys. A clear but slightly hoarse voice accompanied the piano and backup music. "Sometimes I wonder, If there’s a place somewhere in your mind, Where there’s rain and thunder, And many flashes of light were stripes..."

A passionate love song, very suitable for a wedding. But when sung by Brandon Piers, it carried an indescribable sadness.

The wedding venue fell silent.

The more Abigail listened, the more familiar the song felt. This was a song one of her roommates from the M Kingdom at Yale loved to play. It was a passionate and classic love song. She had never intentionally learned it, but through constant exposure, it became the English song she was most proficient in.

The more she listened, the heavier her expression became. Why did he choose this song? And why did this scene give her a strange sense of familiarity?

"Oh, if you ever need to throw your hands in the air, Or just need someone to hold you, Know you’re sympathetic, You don’t need to fight than the other, I stay here with you tonight..." Brandon Piers looked at Abigail, almost as if he were looking through her to see someone else.

That night, the chubby girl from his home sang "I stay here with you tonight" to her with soulful eyes. That was the most beautiful vision of love he could remember.

Unfortunately, he lost her.

"I stay here with you tonight..."

The music continued. The man’s voice seemed to carry magic, penetrating Abigail’s mind. Fragments of memories from recent times surfaced again, making her head throb. She vaguely heard Brandon Piers’s voice turn into her own voice.

The fragments flickered with the song. She saw Brandon Piers and herself, but it wasn’t enough. The images were too fragmented and blurry. She tried to see more...

"Ugh..." Abigail whimpered in pain.

"Abigail, what’s wrong!" Jeffrey Foster was the first to sense Abigail’s abnormality. He quickly handed Teddy over to Aunt Claudia and grabbed Abigail’s hand.

"What’s wrong with me?" Abigail suddenly woke up. A fine layer of sweat covered her forehead, her pale makeup unable to conceal it.

Jeffrey Foster looked at Abigail with deep concern, his mouth opening, "I... Are you feeling unwell?"

Teddy was suddenly handed to Aunt Claudia. As she held him, she looked at Abigail with worry. "Abigail, why do you look so pale?"

"I’m fine." Abigail came back to her senses. But fragments of memories still lingered in her mind. She subconsciously glanced at the elegant man sitting by the piano, feeling slightly dazed.

At this moment, the music reached its end. The man folded his beautiful fingers and happened to look at Abigail. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Abigail was stunned, feeling as if something was about to break free. However, as soon as she exerted a little force, her head felt as though it was being pierced by thousands of needles.

The pain made her feel dizzy.

"Abigail, the ceremony is about to begin." As she stood in a daze, Jeffrey Foster took her hand and led her to the circular stage set up for the wedding.

Abigail hadn’t quite regained her senses as she found herself back on the ornate white stage. The scent of flowers was rich in the air. Before she could say anything, Jeffrey Foster signaled Kimura to begin.

Because of the altercation at the church with Brandon Piers last time, the priest refused to attend their wedding this time.

So Jeffrey Foster had Kimura act as the priest instead.

At Jeffrey Foster’s signal, Kimura skipped some of the more tedious procedures and looked at the two of them. "Mr. Foster, do you take Miss Abigail as your wife, to bind in matrimony? To love, care for, respect, accept, and be faithful to her, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I do." Jeffrey Foster’s voice was steady and firm, carrying a convincing strength. He finished speaking and looked at Abigail with deep, tender eyes.

Abigail slowly recovered from her memory fragments, staring blankly at the deeply affectionate Jeffrey Foster. Her eyes brimmed with confusion.

Brandon Piers had already risen from the piano. Alex and the others, frightened, rushed to his side to persuade him, "Second young master, maybe we should leave?"

This scene was too heartbreaking. Why torture himself?

But Brandon Piers remained still, quietly standing there, watching the couple at the wedding.

Compared to the last time when he appeared unexpectedly at their wedding, causing a scene, this time Brandon Piers was mentally prepared. He hadn’t planned on coming, and he had been ready to leave right after singing.

But when the vows began, he couldn’t move his feet. He just stood there quietly, watching the people on stage, telling himself he would leave as soon as he heard her say, "I do."

He thought... that would give him closure.

Just then, Kimura’s voice rang out again. "Miss Abigail, do you take Mr. Jeffrey Foster as your husband, to bind in matrimony? To love, care for, respect, accept, and be faithful to him, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

Abigail’s heart was in utter turmoil. Especially when she met Jeffrey Foster’s eyes, filled with intense expectation; it made her instinctively want to escape. But this was a wedding. She couldn’t hide as she usually did. The guests below were also looking at her, waiting for her to say those three words.

But...

"Abigail." Jeffrey Foster’s voice was low, almost pleading.

Unable to bear it, Abigail finally spoke, "I..."

Before she could say "do," Brandon Piers’s lips curled into a self-mocking smile. He suddenly took Teddy from Aunt Claudia’s arms and walked towards the exit of the farm.