The Cherished Wife

Peter clenched his fists tightly.

"Brandon looks a lot like you," Noelle remarked with a smile. During Peter's moment of hesitation, Noelle gently took Brandon from his arms.

As Brandon stirred, looking like he was about to wake up, Noelle softly hummed to soothe him. Brandon smacked his lips, found a comfortable position, and drifted back to sleep.

Peter's gaze softened as he looked at Brandon's small face.

Noticing Peter's change in expression, Noelle smiled. "There's a bond that comes from blood, something that can't be easily severed. If Brandon were someone else's child, would you be furious, Peter?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, and something seemed to click in his mind. He smirked. "You're too observant, Noelle."

"It's just that when we care, we get blinded." Noelle patted Brandon's small arm as she continued to rock him gently. She glanced toward the hospital ward. "Instead of lingering out here, maybe you should focus on what you need to do right now." Peter nodded, looking past Noelle and into the ward. The love and longing in his eyes were unmistakable.

back and entered the hospital ward. "Uncle

stood up, his eyes fixed on the child in Noelle's arms. The more he looked at the boy, the

she stood and took Brandon from Noelle's arms. "I'll carry

him for a short time, and my arms are already tired," Noelle said with a laugh. She then walked over to Nancy. "Aunt Nancy, take a look at Brandon.

Hen, bring him closer so that I can see! Hurry, bring him

carried Brandon over, and as the group's excited voices rose, the

unfamiliar faces around him. Startled, he called out, "Mommy!" "Are you awake,

is my mommy. She's your grandma." Brandon's

up with joy. "Oh, Brandon!" she cooed, clearly

said, "Brandon,

Brandon,

eyes glistened as he glanced between Brandon and Tania. "It's so good to have you