Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 234 - : The Fat Girl Takes Good Care of Herself

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: The Fat Girl Takes Good Care of Herself

Many years of habits made Abigail like to have a clear plan for whatever she did.

Even losing weight was no exception.

With a plan in mind, Abigail looked at her own body and didn’t feel much resistance. She pinched herself and said, “Dear ones, don’t worry. After this period, I’ll send you away. By then, don’t miss me too much.”

After murmuring, Abigail stretched, just in time to hear the old man downstairs calling her, “Abigail, come down and do Tai Chi!”

Abigail poked her head out, “Grandpa, wait for me.”

Kelly watched their interaction and teased Abigail, “The old man’s in a really good mood lately. Looks like he’s very satisfied with you as his prospective granddaughter-in-law.”

“Jealous? How about I hand over the second young master to you,” Abigail responded with a mischievous smile.

Kelly shot her a disdainful look, “No way, you little rascal.”

“Do I look like a little rascal? Kelly, don’t slander the little rascals,” Abigail, who was actually five years younger than Kelly, puffed out her chest when she heard the nickname.

Kelly burst out laughing, “Alright, alright, I’ll call you ‘fat girl’ from now on.” She looked at Teddy lying in the stroller, “Our Teddy is a fat boy.”

This made Abigail laugh too.

The two of them pushed Teddy downstairs. Elder Piers had already donned his practice clothes.

The wine-red patterned Mao suit made the already cheerful old man look particularly spirited and full of energy.

He even looked a bit jubilant.

Hearing Abigail and Kelly chatting and laughing, he curiously asked, “What are you two talking about that’s so funny?”

Kelly glanced at Abigail and teased, “I said Abigail is a little rascal, and she insisted she’s a ‘fat girl.'”

“So what if she’s a ‘fat girl’? It means she’ll be easier to raise. Just look at our Teddy,” the old man laughed even happier than the two women.

Still not satisfied, he looked at Abigail, “Abigail, don’t listen to those people online. So what if you’re fat? Some people can’t even get fat if they want to. When Brandon gets better, you two can have your wedding and then give Teddy a little brother or sister. Then, this old man will be truly content.”

“Ah-choo…” Abigail couldn’t hold back and choked on her saliva, coughing several times, her ears turning pink.

Kelly couldn’t help but laugh, not expecting Elder Piers to be so straightforward.

Abigail glared at Kelly, “Don’t laugh.”

“Ha ha ha…”

No sooner had Abigail finished speaking did Kelly cover her mouth with laughter. Little Teddy in the stroller started giggling too, his laughter echoing through the entire yard.

The old man joined in with hearty laughter as well.

Kelly laughed behind her hand.

Abigail, helpless, gave her son a playful glare, “You little rascal.”

Everyone laughed even louder.

Even the old butler on the side started to chuckle.

Abigail shook her head, gently tapping Teddy’s nose with her fingertip. The little guy, thinking his mom was playing with him, started giggling again.

The old man, thoroughly amused, held the little guy in his arms, “Did our Teddy understand great-grandfather’s words? Then tell great-grandfather, do you want a little sister or a little brother?”

“Giggle…”

The reply was an even crisper laugh.

The greenery rate in Piers’ Mansion reached sixty percent. The summer foliage was dense, flowers bloomed profusely, with effective pest control; the yard was filled with fragrant flowers, and the cool breeze blew, hardly feeling the summer heat.

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After playing with Teddy for a while, the old man and Abigail, along with some elderly servants in the yard, started practicing Tai Chi.

In this hectic and fast-paced era, it seemed like a rare and precious scene.

Teddy was held in Kelly’s arms, watching his grandpa and mom, giggling occasionally, bringing new life to the old courtyard.

When it ended, Abigail’s phone beeped with a new message. Jeffrey Foster had returned.