The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 889

Peter clenched his fists tightly.

"Brandon looks a lot like you," Noelle remarked with a smile. During Peter's moment of hesitation, Noelle gently took Brandon from his arms.

As Brandon stirred, looking like he was about to wake up, Noelle softly hummed to soothe him. Brandon smacked his lips, found a comfortable position, and drifted back to sleep.

Peter's gaze softened as he looked at Brandon's small face.

Noticing Peter's change in expression, Noelle smiled. "There's a bond that comes from blood, something that can't be easily severed. If Brandon were someone else's child, would you be furious, Peter?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, and something seemed to click in his mind. He smirked. "You're too observant, Noelle."

"It's just that when we care, we get blinded." Noelle patted Brandon's small arm as she continued to rock him gently. She glanced toward the hospital ward. "Instead of lingering out here, maybe you should focus on what you need to do right now." Peter nodded, looking past Noelle and into the ward. The love and longing in his eyes were unmistakable.

As Peter walked away, Noelle smiled. After watching him leave, she turned back and entered the hospital ward. "Uncle Henry, Aunt Nancy, look at who I'm holding!"

fixed on the child in Noelle's arms. The more he looked at the boy, the more familiar the boy seemed. "Noelle, whose child is

answered as she stood and took Brandon from

Noelle said with a laugh. She then walked

bring him closer so that I can see! Hurry, bring him here!" she said

as the group's excited voices rose, the

unfamiliar faces around him. Startled, he called out, "Mommy!" "Are you awake, Bran?" Tania quickly cuddled him in her arms, soothing him

and said, "Brandon, this is my mommy. She's your grandma." Brandon's wide eyes

face lit up with joy. "Oh, Brandon!"

pointed to Henry and said, "Brandon,

Brandon, you're such a good

between Brandon and Tania. "It's so good to have you

bring Brandon over here so that we

glanced at Henry and Nancy

Nancy interrupted, her tone warm and full of love I'm just happy you're back. That's enough for me. And this little boy,

Carvonia. My husband's name is Trevon Holmes, and