The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1286

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

In the evening.

As soon as he came back from school, Brad locked himself into his room, not eating.

Sitting on the sofa, Luke glanced up at Brad's room and ordered Brandy, "Go upstairs and take a look."

"Yes."

Brandy was relieved.

Mr. Bennington finally began to care about his son. This was a good start.

He went upstairs and knocked gently on the door.

"Come in."

Brandy pushed open the door.

Brad was lying on his bed, watching a video.

Brandy said, "Brad, it's time to eat dinner."

Brad shook his head. "Brandy, I want to eat after making a cake."

"You know how to do it?" Brandy asked in surprise.

"No, but I'm learning from the video. I want to make a cake myself.”

Brandy said, "We have a pastry chef at home. Let me take you down and ask him t o teach you."

Instantly, Brad's face softened. "Thank you, Brandy."

They went downstairs. Brandy sent Brad to the kitchen and then came to Luke. Brandy told Luke that Brad was learning to make cakes.

Hearing what Brandy had said, Luke raised his eyebrows. "Learning to make cakes?"

He then remembered that Brad had said a week ago that it was Eileen's birthday today.

"Yes."

"Okay, just let him do it."

An hour later.

Brad walked up to Luke. "Dad, today is Mom's birthday. I want to go and celebrate her birthday."

Luke turned a deaf ear.

People were always greedy. As long as he gave an inch, Brad would take a yard.

Brandy consoled him, "Ms. Barton won't blame you. She'll be happy that you're so obedient."

"Is that so?" Brad forced a smile. "Every year on her birthday, we were together. I'm not by her side now. She must be very

lonely. She has no one else but me."

Brandy didn't reply, feeling so sad.

Brad continued, "People said on the Internet that the birth of a child is the suffering of his mother. Mom had a long scar on her belly because of my birth, but I can't even accompany her on her birthday. Brandy, is it pointless to have a baby? I'm useless, right?"

Luke raised his eyes slightly.

Brandy had an impulse to pick up Brad and rush out!

However, he didn't dare.

The little boy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He looked across at the night sky with an air of loneliness and sadness.

Looking at his back, Brandy felt even more heartbroken, secretly wiping his tears.

Seeing this, Luke was not in the mood to read the newspaper.