Chapter 627: She Has a Pair of Eyes Like Her Grandfather.

The next day when Abigail Green woke up, her voice was hoarse.

Angrily, she almost wanted to strangle the man beside her. But when she saw that flawless, handsome face and the smirk on his lips, she sighed softly.

Forget it. To die under the peach blossom tree, at least it would be a romantic death.

She had just finished sighing to herself when she met the man's smiling eyes. His amber, narrow eyes looked at her tenderly. "Abigail..."

Abigail, "..." What happened to the agreement? What about being sickly?

Huff!

Abigail took a deep breath. "Don't call me that. Spare your life."

"Ha." Looking at Abigail's face without the will to live, Brandon Piers couldn't help but laugh. He pecked her cheek lightly. "Why is our Abigail so cute?"

"No, I'm not cute. Please spare me," Abigail said, afraid that saying anything wrong would provoke this wolf again.