Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 605: Let me go, Teddy woke up!

Abigail was kissed until she felt dizzy. She tried to push Brandon away but couldn’t. Instead, she felt his grip on her waist tighten.

Finally, she was out of breath, her face turning bright red.

Seeing this, Brandon finally released Abigail, looking at her swollen lips, showing a rare expression of satisfaction.

Abigail glared at him angrily. "Pervert!"

"Really? Then let me show you what a real pervert is." As he spoke, Brandon pressed forward again, using a bit of force, causing Abigail to crash into his chest.

Abigail was annoyed, then suddenly remembered something. She quickly turned her head to see Teddy, who had woken up, still nestled under Brandon’s arm.

The little guy, looking like an important document, was trying to lift his head to see them with his big, shiny eyes. Abigail’s cheeks, already pink, turned completely red down to her neck.

"Let go of me. Teddy’s awake!" Abigail became anxious, pounding Brandon’s chest with both hands.

Brandon, however, continued to look at her without blinking. "Don’t worry about him."

"You..." Abigail was furious at his attitude. She lowered her head and bit Brandon’s shoulder. Only when she heard the man grunt in pain did she release him.

Brandon’s mouth opened slightly in disbelief as he looked at Abigail. "You bit me for him?"

Abigail had acted impulsively without thinking. After realizing what she had done, she felt that her actions were too intimate. But before she could feel fully ashamed, she heard Brandon’s words and stared at him in disbelief. Was he jealous of Teddy?

Brandon felt uncomfortable under Abigail’s gaze. He cleared his throat and thought of the sensation left by her bite on his shoulder. What had felt painful earlier now felt satisfying. His amber eyes scanned Abigail warmly.

Abigail couldn’t bear his intense gaze. She reached out for Teddy. "Teddy, let mommy hold you."

"So, you admit you’re his mother but refuse to marry him. Doesn’t that mean you accept me as your fiancé?" Brandon didn’t immediately hand Teddy to Abigail. Instead, he whispered into her ear.

Brandon’s warm breath made Abigail feel itchy all over. She turned her head to avoid him. "Stop saying nonsense. I just gave up marrying my senior. I never said I would be with you."

"You’ve kissed and touched me. Isn’t it a bit late to say you don’t plan to be with me?" Brandon’s flawless handsome face showed dissatisfaction, but seeing Abigail’s embarrassed expression, he smirked wickedly. "What? Planning to leave after seducing me? No way."

He didn’t give Abigail a choice.

Abigail glared at Brandon with dissatisfaction. "I still haven’t remembered many things. I’ll decide when I do."

"What if I don’t agree?" Brandon didn’t like this answer.

"Then I can leave." Abigail challenged him.

As expected, upon hearing her words, Brandon, though angry, gritted his teeth and handed Teddy over. "Fine, you win."

Abigail held Teddy and looked at the white, chubby face with a wound, gently caressing him. "It’s all mommy’s fault."

Brandon looked at Abigail’s gentle demeanor and then at his son, grunting unhappily.

Abigail gave him a quirky look, only to see Brandon turning and speaking harshly to the group who were eavesdropping nearby. "What are you standing around for? Waiting to lay eggs?"

Everyone, "..."

Your fight for favor has nothing to do with us!

Abigail wordlessly glanced at Brandon.

Brandon’s gaze turned to Juliet Rosa.

Juliet instantly understood. "Mrs. Piers, it’s inconvenient for you to hold Teddy while wearing a cheongsam. Let me hold him for you."

"I’m fine..." Abigail barely finished her sentence when she tripped on the grass. Thankfully, Brandon, who had been watching her every move, caught her before she fell.

Realizing she couldn’t risk holding Teddy anymore, Abigail handed him to Juliet.

Though not fully awake, Teddy struggled a bit in Juliet’s arms before falling asleep again.

However, Brandon didn’t release Abigail’s hand.

They walked hand in hand out of the farm until Abigail suddenly felt uneasy. She tried to withdraw her hand from Brandon’s, but he held it even tighter.

Abigail glared at him, but Brandon ignored her, leading her back to the villa. Just as they entered, Brandon slammed the door shut before anyone else could come in.

Alex nearly hit his nose, and everyone else stared at the closed villa door in a daze.

More confused than anyone, Abigail looked at the closed door with a sense of unease and turned to Brandon. "What... do you want?"

"Sleep," Brandon stated simply.

Abigail looked at him incredulously. How could he shut others out and then plainly tell her to sleep?

"What are you thinking?" Brandon asked, noticing her heaving chest and flushed, pretty face.

"You..."

"What about me?" Brandon seized her hand, placing it on his heart.

Abigail was puzzled by his actions. She tried to pull her hand back but couldn’t match his strength. Just as she was about to get upset, Brandon moved close to her ear. "I said sleep, not sleep with you. What are you nervous about?"

"I..." Abigail was frustrated, feeling crazy for following him.

But the next moment, Brandon was already pulling her toward the room, starting to unbutton his shirt.

Abigail was stunned by his actions.

She stared blankly as he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand while holding her with the other. Her face turned bright red. "You..."

"Do you want to take off the cheongsam? It’s uncomfortable to sleep in it, right?" Brandon’s shameless suggestion rendered Abigail speechless. He looked back at her, genuinely concerned, and asked if she wanted to remove her cheongsam.

Take it off NM...

Shameless!

Abigail cursed him inwardly as Brandon let go of her hand, casually hanging his coat. Wearing only a thin shirt underneath, he looked even more tall and slender. After hanging up his coat, he walked over and looked at her neatly coiled black hair. "This must be difficult to untie?"

Abigail remained silent.

Without waiting for her to speak, Brandon’s long, distinct fingers quickly moved to Abigail’s hair, helping her untie the complicated hair accessories.

Abigail wanted to get angry, but he looked so serious and solemn that she didn’t dare move.

After Brandon finished untangling her hair, he unzipped her cheongsam.

Abigail’s whole body tensed, her beautiful eyes widening. But the next moment, he threw her a loose cotton T-shirt. "Hurry up and change."

Then he went into the bathroom.

Holding the T-shirt, Abigail was bewildered. What on earth did this man want to do?