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!"

"Tania, we're no different from each other."

"You're insane!" Tania snapped, turning on her heel and walking away, leaving Peter standing there. He narrowed his eyes as he watched her retreating figure.

When he held her hand earlier, the feeling of having something precious return to his arms settled the restless energy inside him.

If the timing were 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 again just like before.

Up ahead, Noelle intentionally slowed down to give Peter and Tania more time alone. While walking with Brandon, she smiled and asked, "Brandon, do you like Mr. Lennon?"

"Yes!" Brandon nodded eagerly. "I really like Mr. Lennon!"

"How much do you like him?" Noelle teased, gently pinching his nose. "Brandon, who's your daddy?"noveldrama

"Do you mean Papa?" Brandon

looked up, his face innocent and

pure. "Papa is very good to me. He goes to work every day to make money for Mommy and me.

Mommy says Papa works very hard and that I shouldn't bother him too much."

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

"No, I'll walk by himself. Mommy says I'm a big boy now. Boys shouldn't always be 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 smiled warmly. "I like you very much."

"I like you too, Aunt Noelle!"

Meanwhile, Peter kept walking behind Tania, maintaining a one-feet distance. When she sped up, he did too. When she slowed down, he followed

suit.

Each step Tania took felt like agony. The short walk from the hospital ward to the outside felt like an eternity to her.

By the time they finally reached the ground floor, Noelle had already been sitting by a flower bed with Brandon for a while. It was clear that Noelle genuinely enjoyed spending time with Brandon. She kept playing with him, making him laugh happily.

Seeing the gentle interaction between Noelle and Brandon softened Tania's expression.

She had not expected Brandon to be so open and willing to connect with others during this trip back. "Bran!"

"Mommy! Aunt Noelle says she's

taking me to the amusement park tomorrow!" Brandon jumped down from Noelle's lap and ran over excitedly. "Aunt Noelle said Mr.

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Lennon is coming too! She also said there'll be fun rides and..."