Chapter 81: Chapter 81 (Bonus included) Abigail’s White Moonlight
He, however, still did not change.
The most common white coat, worn by him, had a natural and unique calming quality. It could not compare to Brandon Piers’s noble and flamboyant demeanor but had a distinct sense of reassurance that belonged solely to him.
Was the greatest regret in Abigail’s sudden death.
She hated marriage and did not believe in love, yet she wholeheartedly believed in Jeffrey Foster.
Unfortunately, her obscure and secret love had not been confessed before she was struck out.
And the one who struck her out was not Jeffrey Foster but the reaper.
How could she be resigned?
If last time Abigail merely saw Jeffrey Foster’s back and could still maintain her composure, now facing him directly, her heart uncontrollably accelerated.
This was her first official meeting with Jeffrey Foster after her death.
Abigail could not describe her feelings at this moment. It felt like a dream but as real as an insurmountable chasm.
“Abigail Green, did you not understand what Master Brandon said?”
Just as Abigail was lost in thought, Ruby Green could not help but let out a low growl.
Abigail snapped back to reality and saw Jeffrey Foster’s furrowed brows, along with Brandon Piers’s faint and emotionless amber eyes, and Ruby Green who was clearly angry.
She was momentarily confused. “What did Master Brandon say?”
Pullan secretly glanced at Master Brandon, feeling that the surrounding temperature had dropped a few degrees, kindly reminded Abigail, “Miss Green, Master Brandon asked you to let Miss Ruby hold the child.”
“Oh.” Abigail did not expect Brandon Piers to agree. But her mind was still on Jeffrey Foster, so she distractedly agreed and handed the sleeping Teddy to Ruby Green.
In broad daylight and in front of Brandon Piers, Abigail believed Ruby would not dare to do anything to the child.
Besides, in the future, Ruby Green wanted to marry into the Piers’s family. Her greatest reliance would still be on Teddy.
Ruby Green thought Abigail would continue to make things difficult for her, but unexpectedly, she actually handed the child to her. For a moment, Ruby’s hands and feet stiffened and she did not dare to move.
She did not genuinely want to hold the child. She just wanted to perform a bit of motherly love in front of Master Brandon and make things difficult for Abigail, hoping to show him that this fat bitch was not a good person. Ideally, Abigail would contradict Master Brandon, leading him to despise the fat bitch and get a new nanny.
But she did not expect Abigail would hand over the child.
Not just Ruby Green was surprised, Brandon Piers was also somewhat taken aback. From what he knew of Abigail Green in this period, she wouldn’t easily give the child to anyone.
Especially Ruby Green.
Could he be mistaken? Was the child really Ruby’s?
Several thoughts flashed through his mind. He then looked at Abigail only to find that she was still not in the right state, her gaze occasionally falling on Jeffrey Foster, her eyes slightly dimmed. Could it be that her current reaction was because of Dr. Foster?
With this thought, Brandon Piers turned his head to look at Jeffrey Foster. He was slightly shorter than Brandon but still stood at six feet. Wearing a white coat, he had a handsome face and an elegant demeanor, making him stand out among the doctors. It was said that half the nurses in the hospital were infatuated with him.
The fat bitch studied medicine. Could she also type of doctor?
Thinking about how Abigail lost her composure when she saw Dr. Foster just now, and her current unusual state, Brandon felt inexplicably irritated. This fat bitch didn’t even look at herself in the mirror, with all that fat, and still dared to covet Dean Foster?
Truly overestimating herself.
Jeffrey Foster, at first uncomfortable under Abigail’s gaze, now clearly sensed Master Brandon’s displeasure. Feeling puzzled, he looked at Abigail again and confirmed he did not know her.
Abigail felt Jeffrey’s gaze, her heart tightened, and she then heard Brandon’s cold voice, less warm and pleasant than usual, with a hint of harshness, “Teddy should go back now. Goodbye, Miss Ruby.”
Ruby still wanted to say something, but Abigail finally woke up, picked up the child, and followed him.
Looking at Brandon’s figure, and Abigail trailing closely behind, Ruby clenched her fists. “Fat bitch, I will make you beg on your knees sooner or later.”