Chapter 475

“Wasn’t you in a wheelchair?”

Tyrell was stunned. He was shocked by what he had heard. His face was full of disbelief.

“Mr. Cassel, stop joking.”

That person just now looked exactly like Brandon. How could it not be him?

“Do you think I’m in the mood to joke now?”

Enter title… Brandon held the examination report in his hand. The double pressure of marriage and illness intertwined, making his face very ugly.

“Then I might have seen wrongly,” Tyrell smiled and stopped talking about it.

After all, it was not strange that someone looked like Brandon.

Besides, Tyrell was more concerned about another thing now. “Mr. Cassel, what are you doing in the psychiatry department?”

Tyrell seemed to be concerned, but he was already looking at the report in Brandon’s hands.

Fortunately, the report was sealed. And Tyrell could only see the folder.

“It’s none of your business.” Brandon glared at him coldly, his face filled with displeasure.

Tyrell smiled indifferently. “Mr. Cassel, don’t be angry. I was just joking.”

Mandel struggled to jump down from Tyrell’s arms and ran to Tyrell.

“Daddy, what’s wrong with you? You guys-don’t know how to take care of yourselves. Why did you and Savanna fall sick the moment I left?”

Brandon keenly caught the key information in Mandel’s words. He frowned and asked,

“Did you go to see Savanna?”

“I heard that Ms. Thompson is sick. So, I dropped by to take a look. Do you mind it?”

“Who told you that she was in the hospital?”

Brandon’s tone became colder and colder.

back home, but none of

Mandel looked

said that you and my mommy might get a divorce. Is that

tightened his grip on the report when he heard those words. “I didn’t say I wanted a

long as he

Mandel heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s good. Daddy and Savanna must be

Mandel chatted

interrupted. “Mr. Cassel, it’s about time for you to return to the ward. Ms. Thompson

that it was ironic. Savanna always wanted to hide from him, so

man who looked exactly the same as Brandon appeared in the corridor that was

lips, and

a wheelchair, his legs

him, a bodyguard in

that woman’s ward

over to take a look,” the man said

The bodyguard answered respectfully and then pushed the man to the door

locked, and there was a large glass in the middle of the door, and everything inside could

in a wheelchair. He could see through the glass in

spread out on her shoulder, covering half of her face. The tip of her nose

beauty.” Finn praised. “She

want to go in

shook his head. “There’s no hurry.

“Alright, Mr. Orwell.”

the door of the ward for a moment, and the bodyguard

Finn away respectfully.

all this. She was immersed in her own world,

the other side, the elevator

a gloomy face. Just then, he saw the figure sitting in a wheelchair in the

was in the hospital, so it was not strange for him to meet people in a wheelchair or stretcher. However, Brandon found the man looked exactly the same

Brandon was

What was going on?

took a step forward and ran around the corner. The corridor was empty, and no one was

stood in the distance, breathing

surprised he was when he heard Tyrell seeing him on the fifth floor. He remembered what

who looked exactly like him had really appeared

person

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