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!"

heard Brandon's cries. He stopped, glancing

lip. She had not expected Brandon to get so attached to Peter. Seeing Peter leave, Brandon wriggled out of her arms,

leg with both arms, looking up with tear-filled eyes. "Mr. Lennon, please take me with you!" Brandon's small, tear-streaked face tugged at Peter's

Brandon's head. "Brandon, be good and stay with your mom. I need to go

and not taking me and Mommy with you?" Brandon's voice, innocent yet direct, pierced through the tension

Tania, 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,

Mr. Lennon!" Brandon cried

at her son. Brandon was her flesh and blood; she could not bear to see him upset. However,

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

beside him to console him, "Brandon, do

still glistening

you out? Mr. Lennon can come too." She glanced

mom shouldn't be left