Juliet and Alex stood behind Brandon Piers, watching his slightly trembling hand. For a moment, they were too heartbroken to speak.
Just then, Abigail Green pushed Teddy out of the villa. The little boy was particularly sharp-eyed and immediately saw Brandon Piers. He stretched out his little hand, "Daddy, Daddy..."
Following Teddy's gaze, Abigail saw the man she hadn't seen in two days. He was wearing a thin, khaki knit sweater, standing quietly on the steps, his eyes fixed intently on her.
For some reason, Abigail's heart seemed to have been gently poked, inexplicably hurting.
The man's gaze was too painful, making it difficult for her to look directly at him.
She didn't know why she felt guilty, but under the man's gaze, she really couldn't feel at ease. She avoided his gaze and pushed Teddy out of the yard, only to find the man followed them out.
"Were you really going to hold a make-up wedding with Jeffrey Foster?" Brandon Piers stood behind Abigail and asked softly.
