The Cherished Wife

"I think Brandon quite likes the idea," Peter said calmly.

"You..." Tania was at a loss for words.

At that moment, Noelle knocked on the door, interrupting them. "Peter, could you come with me for a moment?"

Peter's expression softened when he saw Noelle. He nodded. "Charles just called me."

"Yeah, sorry to trouble you. Charlie's worried about me going alone. Mr. Smith is busy at work, so you're my only option."

Peter nodded and handed Brandon back to Tania. "Let's go."

Tania almost could not reach out to Brandon in time, and almost immediately, Brandon began to cry.

"Mr. Lennon doesn't want to take me out. Mr. Lennon is a bad person!"

when he heard

Peter leave, Brandon wriggled out of her arms, his little legs quickly carrying

both arms, looking up with tear-filled eyes. "Mr. Lennon, please take me with you!" Brandon's small,

gently stroking Brandon's head. "Brandon, be good and stay with your mom.

are you going with Aunt Noelle and not taking me and Mommy with you?" Brandon's voice, innocent yet direct,

noticing the conflicted expression on her face. He furrowed his brows. "He's just a child. Can't you indulge him a little?" "I" Tania started, but Brandon's pleading voice interrupted

I want to play with Mr. Lennon!"

to see him upset. However, it was Peter so how could she allow this? If Brandon grew closer

mere thought of it made her feel suffocated. "No, if you want to play, I can play with you." Brandon's face crumpled, tears flowing once again. "Mommy, you don't love me anymore." "Brandon, no! Don't cry!" Noelle's

to console him, "Brandon, do

tears still

too."

be left alone." Tania