The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 642

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 came in a blink of an eye. The air in Barnes was anew as the seasons changed, bringing new vitality with it.

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. I 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 some vitamins. 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 home together.”

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 I suddenly regain my memory?”

“It’s some kind 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 time to listen to your nonsense,” Brandon said impatiently.

Finally, Frank turned serious.

“At first, I also found it strange. But the results of all the exams came back clear. There wasn’t any complication in your brain. I did a lot of research to give you an explanation and this is all I 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 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. I just remembered I 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? I 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, r*bbed 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.”