Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Being Mrs. Piers Doesn’t Require a Good Temperament

“Yeah, Master Brandon said my legs were 0.5 cm fatter.” Pullan was sorrowful, but with a touch of pride as well. See, how attentive Master Brandon was to him.

Abigail looked at Pullan’s strong, muscular long legs. They couldn’t be called flawless, but with years of exercise, the muscle was robust and powerful. There was no way they could be called fat. However, that man still thought Pullan was fat. Then what about her?

Previously, Abigail didn’t feel that Brandon Piers disliked her, which was why she made a weight loss plan. But at this moment, she suddenly doubted that man’s intention.

Was he unable to tolerate her?

Looking at the meticulous and rigorous weight loss plan in her hand, Abigail suddenly felt awful.

Pullan didn’t understand why Miss Abigail’s face suddenly turned terrible after asking her several questions. Feeling embarrassed to ask further, he quietly went back to report to Brandon Piers.

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Abigail composed herself and went downstairs. She saw Lincoln Green sitting in Piers’s living room with a face full of fake concern, talking to Brandon Piers. Seeing her, he eagerly called out, “Abigail, come over quickly!”

Months had passed since she had reincarnated into Abigail Green’s body, but it was the first time she saw Lincoln Green treating her with such affection. Her brows furrowed.

There must be something up his sleeve.

Especially since Abigail always had a bad perception of Lincoln Green.

Lincoln Green noticed his daughter’s cold reaction and awkwardly smiled. “Master Brandon, my daughter’s temper isn’t good. Please be tolerant of her in the future.”

“Oh, she has a bad temper?” Brandon Piers said casually. “No worries, being Mrs. Piers doesn’t require a good temper.”

Both Abigail and Lincoln Green were taken aback.

Lincoln was shocked at the status Abigail held in Master Brandon’s eyes, while Abigail glanced at the man. What was he playing at now? @@novelbin@@

If she hadn’t just learned from Pullan that this man’s pickiness about people’s bodies applied to both men and women, she might have been moved by his protective demeanor.

Unfortunately, she had long known this handsome man was a hypocritical actor.

“Master Brandon is truly kind to our Abigail,” Lincoln Green said awkwardly, recovering from the shock.

Brandon did not respond, treating the old man’s flattery with indifference. “Did you come today for something specific, Uncle Green?”

“I haven’t seen Abigail since the engagement party and was worried she might be causing you trouble. So, I came to check on her,” Lincoln Green responded with a face full of false concern.

Abigail felt nauseated. Previously, he had pointed at her nose and cursed her, hit her for other families’ daughters, and forced her to marry a scumbag. How come he had never expressed any concern?

Now that she was engaged to Master Brandon, suddenly he couldn’t let go of her and started worrying about her?

She couldn’t believe a father could be so hypocritical to his daughter.

In her previous life, she envied others for having a father. Now it seemed not having one was actually more convenient.

Otherwise, having to deal with such disgust now and then was infuriating.

“Oh, so you’ve seen her? Abigail has to care for the child, I’ll let her…” Brandon Piers noticed how much the young woman despised this so-called father of hers.

Originally, he intended to ease the tension between Abigail and Lincoln Green, which would be beneficial for him to acquire the shares Lincoln held. However, seeing Abigail’s attitude, he knew it was unlikely. He decided not to let her stay and suffer from this man’s awkwardness and was about to dismiss her.

But Lincoln Green interrupted him hastily, “Master Brandon, I want to talk to you about Abigail’s marriage. It’s best if Abigail stays.”

Brandon raised an eyebrow. “Abigail’s marriage? Does Uncle Green have any objections to our marriage?”

Abigail looked at her father, realizing her suspicions were correct. Lincoln Green wouldn’t come over without a reason.