The Cherished Wife



Tania's face turned slightly pale, and she lowered her head. "Don't mention Peter to me..." "And this child..." Noelle glanced at the sleeping Brandon in Tania's arms. "His father-"

"He's not Peter's!" Tania quickly cut her off. "I got married in Carvonia."

Noelle was taken aback, and her grip on the steering wheel nearly slipped. She glanced at Tania with a conflicted expression, finding it hard to comprehend. "But you and Peter..."noveldrama

"It ended between us three years ago," Tania replied, clearly not wanting to discuss Peter anymore. Noelle, sensing the tension, wisely did not push further.

When they arrived at Sean's hospital, Tania carefully got out of the car while carrying Brandon. Seeing how exhausted Tania looked, Noelle offered, "Let me carry him. You've been carrying him the entire way."

"No..." Tania began to refuse, but before she could finish, a pair of strong hands lifted Brandon from her arms.

"Peter, what are you doing?" Tania exclaimed in shock when she saw it was him. "Give Brandon back to me!"

She reached out to grab her son, but Peter stepped aside, making her miss. "If you don't want to wake the child, stop shouting," Peter said coldly. "You..."

Noelle grabbed Tania's hand. "Don't worry, Aunt Nancy is upstairs. Peter won't harm Brandon. You've been carrying him for a while. Just let Peter carry him for now."

Noelle gently patted Tania's hand in reassurance. "Trust me, Peter wouldn't do anything reckless. He has spent all these years looking for you, so he's more likely to try pleasing you than anything else!"

"But..."

Tania kept her anxious eyes on Brandon in Peter's arms, but seeing how peacefully Brandon slept made her eyes well up with tears.

Noelle could not help but sigh softly. "Peter, maybe you should let me carry Brandon instead?"

"No way," Peter replied, frowning.

"You're too skinny to carry him. What

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if you drop him?" He looked at Noelle's slight frame with clear. skepticism. "Come on, Mom and Dad are waiting in the hospital."

Slightly stung by Peter's words, Noelle reflexively glanced at her own slender arms.

Tania, on the e other hand, was

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shaken by Peter's casual use of the words 'Mom' and 'Dad'. "Peter, he's not your child! And I've already remarried, so my parents are no longer your parents-in-law!" she snapped.

Peter furrowed his brows and was about to respond, but he caught Noelle's warning glance and forcibly held back his anger.

He said slowly and calmly, "Stop this. I know you're still angry with me, but that's not what's important right now. We need to see your parents first, and then I'll take you home."

Even though he was furious, Peter's voice remained gentle when speaking to Tania.

Noelle, who was standing off to the side, shivered slightly. She had seen Peter many times before but never like this. The sight of him speaking so softly was almost eerie.

Noelle forced a smile. "Peter's right. Uncle Henry and Aunt Nancy are upstairs, and I'm not sure if Charlie told them you were coming today. They'll be so happy to see you!"

At the mention of her parents,

Tania's expression softened slightly.

Seeing that Peter was not trying to make things difficult for her or Brandon, she nodded. "Alright. Ms. Shaw, could you take me upstairs?"

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"And there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Noelle."

"Okay, Noelle." Tania smiled and followed Noelle upstairs, but before heading up, she could not help glancing at Peter, who still held Brandon. Her worry for her son was evident on her face.

Peter carefully cradled Brandon, his frown deepening as he looked at the little boy in his arms. He was still trying to comprehend the situation.