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!"

we're no different from

Tania snapped, turning on her heel and walking away, leaving Peter standing there. He narrowed his eyes as he watched her retreating

something precious return to his

he knew Tania was

time alone. While walking with Brandon, she smiled and asked, "Brandon, do you like Mr. Lennon?"

much do you like him?" Noelle teased, gently pinching his nose.

mean

up, his face innocent and pure. "Papa is very good to me. He goes to work every day to make money

a handkerchief to wipe Brandon's face. "Are you tired, Brandon? Want me

carried by girls." Brandon's cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. "Aunt Noelle, am I a good boy?" "Yes, you're such a good boy!" Noelle

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