Chapter 623 However, Brandon did not feel a shred of pity for Kathie. His expression darkened and he glared at her with bloodshot eyes.
The memory of two years ago swept over him like a storm. His wife was almost raped, almost fell down from a building, almost assassinated, and had a car accident... He couldnât allow anyone to hurt Natalie again.
âTake the two away and interrogate them until you get something useful out of them,â Brandon ordered. He believed that the two were still hiding something, and he was not going to let them off the hook so lightly.
âWhat! Mr. Larson, you can interrogate Kathie alone. Why do I have to be interrogated too?â Ameer asked as his voice trembled with fear. Kathie could probably bear the torture during the interrogation because she was still young, but his old b*ody would most likely die in Brandonâs hands.
Kathie held on to a corner of the tea table tightly and refused to be dragged away. She shook her head and cried, âItâs not me, Mr. Larson. I really didnât do anything.â âStop!â Natalie shouted suddenly. She then lowered her voice after getting their attention, âI found other clues regarding the accident. We should review them first before deciding if they are indeed guilty or not.â
Brandon pinched his eyebrows tightly and felt a sharp pain in his temples. He raised his hand and said tiredly, âTake these two people out. Iâll deal with them later.â
After the b*odyguards left, Natalie went back to Brandonâs side and said softly, âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to let Kathie go. Come on, letâs get you back to bed. Iâll call the doctor for you. Tell me, do you feel any discomfort since you just suddenly remembered two yearsâ worth of memory?â
Natalie knitted her brows as she placed her hand over Brandonâs. Although she was glad that he had regained his memories, she wasnât sure if his head was able to endure the sudden emotional roller coaster.
Brandon sat motionlessly on the sofa with a grim expression on his face. He kept silent for a long time before shaking his head slowly.
âSean, go and have your lunch first. Iâll stay here and take care of him,â Natalie said over her shoulder.
She helped Brandon back to the bed and pulled the portable table from the end of the bed towards him. She then laid out the food she brought on the table.
âI made these dishes for you. They are all your favorites. Please, eat up,â Natalie coaxed. She scooped some of the vegetables and meat into his plate and attempted to feed him, pretending that his loss of control did not even happen.
The sunâs warm rays dappled the table, making the dishes on the table to look more appealing.
At first, Brandon had no appetite, but when he saw that Natalie had earnestly arranged the dishes for him, he couldnât help but smile and say, âYou donât have to do all the work yourself. Iâll hire a maid to help out at home from now on. You just focus on your own work.â
Brandon picked up a piece of broccoli and popped it into his mouth. The fresh taste of the vegetable exploded on his tongue.
However, Brandon noticed that the dishes tasted different than they usually did.
âAre you trying to take away my last hobby?â Natalie asked a big on her face, âWhat do you think? Is my cooking better than before?â
Upon hearing this, Brandonâs eyes twinkled and he chuckled. âYou were always a great cook. Want to try some?â
âI already ate lunch,â Natalie replied, standing by the bed and watching Brandon quietly. Seeing that he had calmed down significantly, she asked cautiously, âBrandon, what was wrong with you just now?â
It was true that Brandon had a short fuse, but he was usually level-headed especially in critical moments. His impulsiveness just now, when he wanted to torture Kathie and Ameer without hesitation, was completely out of character.
Brandon was quiet for a moment.
He lowered his head, ate a few bites of food, and drank some water. Then he said, âI was really impulsive right now. I know that itâs unlikely that Kathie did this to you. She doesnât have the ability. And Ameer wants to work with us. He wouldnât dare to go against the Larson Group. But the thought of them offending you before makes me so angry.â
Natalie chuckled. âLetâs not talk about it now. Just focus on resting in the hospital these days. Iâll take care of the rest.â She gently patted Brandonâs broad back, as if to comfort him. âYou know better than anyone that Iâve grown a lot in the past two years.â
Smiling, Brandon teased, âYes, youâve grown a lot. But Iâm not so sure about your cooking though. This dish is burnt.â
A hint of guilt flashed across Natalieâs face. âReally? I was in a rush to get here earlier and...â
âReally?â Brandon put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a tissue. His eyes seemed to see right through her.
âWell, youâve got me. I bought them from a restaurant,â Natalie admitted, blushing. She had been in a hurry to check the video on the repaired dashcam before coming to the hospital, and she hadnât had time to cook, so she had to go to a restaurant to buy some food. She hadnât expected Brandon to figure it out so easily.
âIâve been eating your cooking for years. I may have lost my memory, but not my taste buds,â Brandon said with a shake of his head and a helpless smile.
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ï¤Chapter 1329 Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ï¤Chapter 1187 âI have something important to discuss with you,â Natalie said, quickly changing the subject and filling Brandon in on all the new information she had gathered. âI sent the clue to Sean on my way here. Heâs investigating the casino.â
After a long silence, Brandon sneered, âWhy havenât I heard about this from Sean?â
âYou were so worked up earlier that he probably didnât dare to say anything since he thought youâd take it out on him.â Natalie started to clean the table after Brandon finish eating.
When she was about to take the trash out, she gently reminded Brandon once more, âIâll handle it. You just stay here and focus on getting better.â
It was her responsibility to look out for Brandon now.
A grin spread across Brandonâs face as he scooped up a mountain of paperwork and said, âI know. Youâre free to act however you choose. Thatâs OK with me, and I wonât interfere.â
Natalie replied with a gratified grin, âGreat!â
Her smile faded as soon as she closed the door behind her.
Distracted, she walked to the trash bin to throw away the trash.