The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 642 Johanna couldn’t stand Natalie being bullied for a moment.

“Honey, after you get the information, we should go abroad and meet with the Turners. They are now traveling happily in Toronto. I'm sure they had no idea what was happening.” The investigations were carried out at once and the evidence soon accumulated.

Spring cin a blink of an eye. The air in Barnes was anew as the seasons changed, bringing new vitality with i) At the end of the corridor in the hospital, Natalie waited anxiously for the result. This would be Brandon's last examination before his discharge from the hospital.

“Honey, don’t be nervous. Frank is a good doctor. We should trust him.” Natalie's hand was trembling so Brandon scooped it and held it tightly.

Natalie's brow knitted as she muttered, “That's why I'm worried. Frank is such a good doctor. What if he finds a more serious problem?” Frank clutched the examination report in his hand and pushed the door open.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting. | have the result now.” Natalie hurried to her feet and showered him with questions.

“How was it? There shouldn't be any other problems, right?” An unreadable look flashed on his face as Frank scanned the report. The way he pinched his chin didn’t suggest anything good.

“Well... It's hard to say.” “Please get straight to the point,” Natalie pleaded, her heart sinking. She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. Frank seemed serious and what else could that mean aside from bad news? Brandon squinted, studying the mysterious look on Frank's face. Then in a low voice, he reminded, “Frank, she’s scared. Stop playing games.” Frank simply shrugged and handed the examination report to Natalie before saying calmly, “Brandon is fine. He does need to take svitamins. He's also at risk of hair loss when he gets old.” Natalie read through the examination report, completely ignoring Brandon's susceptibility to baldness.

“That's great. Thank you, Frank.” “No big deal. You can go find a nurse at the front desk. They'll help you through Brandon's discharge process.” Frank pointed at a direction.

With her worries finally lifted, Natalie was smiling widely. She looked at Brandon and said, “Wait here. I'll take care of your discharge then we can go htogether.” He nodded obediently. Love and tenderness were overflowing in Brandon's eyes.

Once Natalie was gone, Brandon faced Frank and coldly asked, “Did you find out about it? Why did | suddenly regain my memory?” “It’s skind of a miracle. Strange things do happen all the time. You just have to believe.” There was a hint of indifference in Frank's tone.

“I don’t have tto listen to your nonsense,” Brandon said impatiently.

Finally, Frank turned serious.

“At first, | also found it strange. But the results of all the exams cback clear. There wasn’t any complication in your brain. | did a lot of research to give you an explanation and this is all | can say. The car accident stimulated your body's potential and that allowed you to recover from the unknown virus and restore your memory.” Brandon found it hard to believe what Frank said.

With a blank face, he replied, “Bullshit.” He was a realist.

Frank rolled his eyes at him, “I have evidence!” Opening a loaded file from his mobile phone, he said, “I found this case on a medical website when | searched for the mysterious substance that caused your condition. There was a person with the scondition you have, except he fell down the stairs and hit his head. That triggered his recovery and now he could remember.” Frank continued on, seemingly invested in the topic.

“This person is as lucky as you, it seems. | don’t know if there is any way to contact him but | think you two can discuss your conditions. | already sent you the website. You should read it when you have the time.” Brandon's sudden recovery still troubled him. But he really had no clue about it and he could only start from here for the tbeing.

“What are you two talking about?” They didn’t notice Natalie coming. She leaned over to look at Frank's phone but it was full of foreign words. Before she could see clearly, Frank quickly took his phone away.

“It’s nothing.” His gaze darted everywhere in the room but at her. Frank wasn’t a good liar.

Brandon placed a hand on Frank's should and said calmly, “We're talking about children.” For a moment, Natalie just stared at Frank, and then she laughed.

“I thought he’s a surgeon. Does he also work as a gynecologist now? Or is this about Elizabeth? Are you going to get married? Is Elizabeth pregnant?” Frank's eyes grew wide and his ears turned bright red.

Brandon smiled as he looked at Natalie, “It's about the two of us. We've been expecting for a while now, haven't we?” Natalie's face flushed when she heard what Brandon had said. She pinched his arm and whispered, “Why would you say that in public?” She was aware that Brandon trusted Frank with his life. However, she still did not expect he would talk to Frank about such a private thing.

Brandon, who was holding Natalie by the wrist, handed her the phone and asked, “You started it, remember? By asking what we were talking about.” “I'm not interested.” Natalie avoided Brandon’s gaze and Frank's inquisitive eyes. Her face turned beet red, and her heart fluttered in her ch*st.

“I'll leave you two to it. | just remembered | need to return to the ward and pack up your things,” she added.

As soon as Natalie left, Brandon put his phone back into his pocket.

“Natalie doesn’t know about it yet? | thought you'd tell her.” Frank went back to his desk and began sorting out the remaining documents.

Meanwhile, Brandon went to close the door of his office.

“I hope you can keep it a secret for me. She’s happy now. Don’t destroy her happiness because of me.” He slumped on the sofa, rtbbed the area bet**en his eyebrows, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“I'm glad I've regained my memory. She doesn’t have to worry about what happened before.”