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!"

he heard Brandon's cries. He

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

grabbed Peter's leg with both arms, looking up with tear-filled eyes. "Mr. Lennon, please take me

and stay

Mommy with you?" Brandon's voice, innocent yet direct, pierced through the

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!" Brandon cried out, his voice

to see him upset. However, it was

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 heart clenched at the sight of the

beside him to console him, "Brandon, do you

nodded vigorously, tears still

you out? Mr. Lennon can come too." She glanced at Tania. "Tania, if you're worried, you can come

shouldn't be left alone."