The Cherished Wife

Peter dragged Tania toward the parking lot, but she immediately shook off his hand. "Enough. I told you I don't want to hear it, and I don't care about you and Riley anymore." "You-"

"Mom, are you mad? Don't be mad at Daddy, please." Brandon's soft voice interrupted. Tania froze, looking at Brandon with a complex expression.

With innocent eyes, Brandon added, "Daddy is so nice. Please don't be angry with him."

Not only Tania but even Peter was taken aback. "Brandon, what did you just call me?"

Brandon lowered his head shyly, his little fingers tapping together nervously. "Daddy! Don't you like it? But I really want you to be my dad!" Peter paused. "Yes, I like it... I love it!"

"Brandon!" Tania cried out. "He's not your father. He's... He's Mr. Peter... You can just think of him as your uncle."

as Tania said this, Peter's expression darkened. "Tania!" he said through gritted teeth.

father is Jack, you're Jack's uncle. Telling him to think of

Take that back," Peter warned, his brows

In fact, your wedding was likely a sham. As for Brandon... He's my son, and that's a fact no one can change." With that, Peter lifted Brandon and set him securely in

moment before reluctantly getting into the car. She sheered, "I'll go

I'll say something to ride up

Brandon in the back seat. "Don't worry, he's got a tough heart. You

then called Charles.

ice cream into her mouth. He took her hand, snatched the spoonful she had just dug out, and popped it into his mouth It was

worry, I'll protect them,"