Chapter 1351 Lingering Effects From The Drugs
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
When Elizabeth received Janetâs phone call, she was buried in overtime work.
Elizabeth sighed wearily when asked about Frank.
"Iâve been swamped recently, working round the clock.I havenât seen Frank often, let alone had much
contact with him." Hearing this, Janetâs brow furrowed, her mind plunging into deep thought. Was she
overthinking things? Could it be that the situation wasnât as dire as she suspected? Recognizing
Janetâs silence, Elizabeth quickly added, fearing that Janet might be worried, "Donât stress.Mr.Wesley
informed me that W Marks studio wonât serve any customers whoâve canceled orders with you.Iâve
been putting in extra hours because W Marks studio is currently short-staffed as some designers have
resigned." Janet laughed softly.
"What are you imagining? I couldnât care less if my former clients go to W Marks.I called you simply to
ask if Frank has been particularly busy recently." Realizing something was amiss, Elizabeth was unsure
why Janet was probing into Frankâs affairs.
Nevertheless, she answered honestly, "Frank does appear to be rather busy of late.I sent him a
message last night, but he was so occupied that he didnât reply until ten oâclock in the evening."
Janetâs heart fluttered. It was precisely at ten oâclock last night when Brandon returned home.
Was this merely a coincidence? Elizabeth, feeling uneasy due to the silence at the other end, asked,
"Whatâs the matter, Janet? Is there something wrong with Franke"
Regaining her composure, Janet forced a smile and replied, "Thereâs nothing wrong with Frank.I was
just asking out of curiosity.I wonât keep you any longer.Iâll hang up now."
After ending the call, Janet sat motionless on the sofa, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. She was now
fairly certain that Brandonâs recent coldness was related to their previous medical examination. Was
there something wrong with his health? A thought flashed through her mindâBrandon had once been
drugged by Charis and suffered temporary memory loss.
There was no guarantee that such potent medication hadnât left behind any side effects. Could it be
that he was grappling with some lingering effects from the drugs, and chose not to disclose it to her?At
this thought, Janet was caught in a mix of distress and irritation. She felt sympathy for Brandon, who
seemed to be bearing this burden alone, and resentment at him for keeping such a significant matter
hidden from her. Janet remained on the sofa, entangled in her thoughts, oblivious to Brandonâs
emergence from the bathroom after his shower., "Whatâs up honey, ? "
Brandon queried, sitting next to Janet as he towel-dried his hair, "Whatâs on your mind.
"Lifting her gaze to meet him, Janet stared at Brandon without blinking, not uttering a word.Despite
feeling nervous, Brandon maintained an air of puzzlement.
"Why are you starring at me like that? Did something happen?"
With a huff, Janet rose to her feet & begin to towel-dried his hairs.
Despite her own demeanor, Brandon couldnât shake off a sense of unease.
He attempt to grab the towel & dry his hair himself several times, But each attempt was swiftly twarted
by Janet.
Finally, the disquieting silence became unbearable for Brandon.
Rising to his feet, he took hold of Janetâs wrist & pleaded, "Honey, Whatâs the matter? Have I done
something wrong? Just tell me, and I will rectify it, ok "? Looking into his eyes Janet scoff, "
Do you really have no clue what you have done.?"
A rush of guilt surged through Brandon, turning his anxiety up a notch upon hearing Janetâs accusatory
tune.
Had Janet figured something out?.
Even though he was internally panicking, Brandon managed to maintain an outward facade of calm.."I
have no idea what you are referring to ," he responded.