The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Brandon's body visibly stiffened.

Hearing the psychologist's pointed question, he panicked.How he regretted not being cautious enough! He forgot to ask Frank to deal with his medical records and ended up giving the psychologist genuine information.

And of course, he saw that Brandon had been prescribed a lot of painkillers.Now he had no choice but to come clean.

"I've seen several doctors before, but none of their prescriptions worked.Gradually, I felt even worse.Every time I tried to recall the past, I would have a splitting headache that would only be relieved by painkillers.But don't worry.I'm not addicted or anything.In fact, I'm reducing the dosage now."

"Didn't my father introduce you to a doctor?" Janet asked in disbelief, unable to believe what she had heard.

"I thought you were getting better..."

After all, Brandon had never even mentioned anything about his splitting headaches to her at all.

Seeing her so worried, Brandon reached for her hand and patted it comfortingly.

"That doctor said that there's no way to cure me."

The more Janet thought about it, the more distraught she became.She shook off his hand and demanded, "How come you didn't tell me sooner? Brandon, some balls you have!"

Brandon pursed his lips and fell silent for a while.Then he said in a low voice, "I just didn't want you to worry too much."

couldn't even look at him.She didn't say a

their things, he walked up to her and asked, "Honey, do you want to go to the supermarket? We can cook up a

him a murderous glare and

eating tonight.I'm already full—of

to run upstairs, but Brandon

"What do you want?"

gritted teeth, hand

of her to

the face!"

could she really slap him? Anyway, she was free now.She turned around and went

to bed.Don't wake

inside the room and slammed

at the staircase, feeling

session useless, it even worsened the relationship between them! With a heavy heart, Brandon busied himself in the kitchen alone.The food he cooked smelled really divine.He had even

carefully laid out on the table.He knocked on the bedroom door

can go back to sleep after eating.I'll

opened the door

delicious smell of the food wafted over to her nose.Her mouth

eating.Eat by yourself.Stop