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."noveldrama

As soon as Tania said this, Peter's expression darkened. "Tania!" he said through gritted teeth. "Is this really what you're teaching our child?" Tania pressed her lips together. "His father is Jack, you're Jack's uncle. Telling him to think of you as his uncle makes perfect sense, doesn't it?" "Tania, my patience has limits. Take that back," Peter warned, his brows furrowed together.

He could tolerate many things, but not this. "We both know you and Jack never had a true marriage. 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 the car.

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Tania clenched her teeth, glaring at Peter's back for a long moment before reluctantly getting into the car. She sneered, "I'll go to the Lennon residence, but aren't you afraid I'll say something to ride up that old man, Xylos?"

Peter smirked, casting a glance at Tania and Brandon in the back seat. "Don't worry, he's got a tough heart. You won't take him out that easily." Peter then called Charles. "Charles, where are you?"

"I see you guys. You're taking Tania

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back to the Lennon residence?" Charles leaned against a bench, watching as Noelle cheerfully scooped 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 a bit too sweet, and he frowned briefly. "Sir Lennon has never been fond of Tania."

"Yes, I know. Don't worry, I'll protect them," Peter assured him. "Jack's back."

Charles frowned. "I figured as much. He's probably not here with good intentions. Be careful, Peter. Don't make any missteps."

After ending the call, Charles noticed Noelle had already devoured most of the ice cream. He quickly reached out to stop her. "It's too cold and too sweet. Don't have too much of it!"

"But you promised I could have some." Noelle pouted, looking at him with furrowed brows. "You can't break your word."

Charles raised an eyebrow. "I promised to buy you ice cream. I never said you could eat it all."

With that, he took her hand, scooped out a large spoonful of the ice cream, and ate it himself. "Such things are better left for your husband."

Noelle widened her eyes, stunned by the man who had just eaten her ice cream and then looked at her so nonchalantly. She pointed her finger at him in exasperation. "You You... You're shameless!"