In the Bennington family's villa.
Luke was sitting on the sofa, dealing with a pile of business documents in front of him.
Brandy stood next to him, wanting to say something.
"What's the matter?"
Luke stopped writing, looking at him.
Brandy answered, "Mr. Bennington, since w e took Brad back, he hasn't eaten anything."
"He doesn't like the food here?" Luke asked indifferently.
"I think he misses Mrs. Bennington."
Instantly, Luke's face turned cold as he said angrily, "Remember, don't mention that woman in this house." "Yes,” Brandy nervously answered.
He then added, "What about Brad?"
Luke's brows were slightly knitted.
After a long while, he replied, "Call Eileen and ask her what he likes to eat."
Brandy thought, 'You forbid me to mention Mrs. Bennington, but you're doing that.'
However, he didn't have the guts to say so.
He then called Eileen and put her on speakerphone.
"Hello, Brandy, why are you calling? Is something wrong with Brad?" Eileen said i n an urgent voice.
"No, Mrs. Bennington..."
Noticing Luke’s gaze, Brandy was alarmed and quickly corrected himself, "Ms. Barton, what does Brad like to eat?"
Eileen's voice was soft as she talked about her son, "Brad has a weak stomach. He has to eat porridge twice a day and can't eat pungent foods frequently...
"Moreover, Brad hasn't fully recovered. I have to trouble you to take him to the hospital for a checkup.
"He doesn't like drinking pure milk, so please put some sugar in it."
Brandy nodded. "Okay, I see. I'll hang up now."
If he hadn't called her, she could have been calm.
Yet now she was anxious.
Brandy wouldn’t call her for no reason. There must be something wrong with Brad.
Brad wasn't close to Luke. They were just like strangers to each other.
She was worried that Brad would feel hungry and uncomfortable there. She wondered if he was crying.
Maybe she made the wrong choice.
If she hadn’t married Luke, the Bennington family would have directly taken Brad away and she would have been heartbroken.
If she hadn't lived with Brad, she wouldn't have been so sad after sending him away.
Better a finger off than aye wagging.
Now she loved Brad so much. It was unbearable for her to lose him.
She didn't know when she could get rid of the pain.
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