The Cherished Wife

"And what about me?" Noelle asked with a playful, sad expression. "Brandon, do you only want your mommy and Mr. Lennon and not me?"

"Aunt Noelle, don't be sad! I like you too!" Brandon quickly ran over and gently took Noelle's hand, his small hand grasping hers as if he were comforting her. "I like Aunt Noelle the most! Aunt Noelle, come with us!" "Such a sweet boy!" Noelle could not help but be charmed by him, and she lightly pinched Brandon's cheek. "Alright, let's go together!" She held his hand and started walking while Tania anxiously followed them. Peter reached out and grabbed Tania's hand, making her freeze.

She quickly pulled her hand away and glared at Peter with cold, hard eyes. "Mr. Lennon, please behave yourself."

Peter raised an eyebrow. "I am behaving. Not grabbing you fully is already me showing you a lot of restraint, Tania."

"I should really thank you, huh?" Tania's eyes twitched with irritation, her voice filled with gritted anger.

"Mr. Lennon, your shamelessness truly knows no bounds!"

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her heel and walking away, leaving Peter

held her hand earlier, the feeling of having something precious return to his arms settled

right, he would have kept her by his side. However, he knew Tania was not like anyone else. If he pushed her too far, she would run away

walking with Brandon, she smiled and asked, "Brandon, do you like Mr. Lennon?" "Yes!" Brandon nodded eagerly. "I really like

teased, gently pinching his

mean

to work every day to make money for Mommy and me. Mommy says Papa works

you like your papa?" Noelle knelt down, taking out a handkerchief to wipe Brandon's face. "Are you tired, Brandon? Want me to

be carried by girls." Brandon's cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. "Aunt Noelle, am I a good boy?"

you too, Aunt