Chapter 1357 Should She Let Go As
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Janet neared the hospital, her turmoil grew.
She was torn about whether to message Brandon, and if so, what to say. "What should I do?"
She stared at her phone screen, the chat page with Brandon open, and rubbed her temples in
frustration. Seeing Janetâs troubled expression, Johanna chuckled and advised, "Just say whatâs on
your mind. What canât be shared between husband and wife?"
Resting her head on Johannaâs shoulder, Janet murmured, "Iâm just scaredâ¦"
Shaking her head, Johanna smiled and took the phone from Janetâs hands. "Mom, what are you
doing?"
Janet jumped up, alarmed that Johanna might message Brandon without her consent.
She lunged for her phone. Johanna evaded her grasp and shook her head with a gentle chide.
"Silly girl, if you canât find the words, then just wait. Staring at your phone and overthinking will only
increase your anxiety."
Soon, the car pulled up to a private hospital. Despite being steps away from her destination, Janet felt
frozen, reluctant to exit the car and torn with indecision. "Maybe⦠we can do this another day?"
Janet suggested hesitantly. Sighing, Johanna gently prodded her, "Iâm not pressuring you.
I just want you to know about your health status.
You canât run away from this forever.
Itâs something youâll have to confront eventually."
Her motherâs words of concern stirred Janet to action.
"Youâre right, Mom.
I shouldnât contemplate escape." Johanna offered a supportive smile.
"Thatâs my girl.
Donât fret about your examination.
Iâve arranged an appointment with a top specialist.
Even if thereâs an issue, theyâll find a solution." Johannaâs team of specialists was extremely
professional, and Janet quickly completed her checkup.
Now, she sat anxiously in the hospitalâs VIP room awaiting the results. The suspense of waiting was
torturous for Janet.
She paced the room nervously, her mind spiraling into an abyss of fear and apprehension. What ifâ¦
what if she was infertile? What if they could never have their own child? Brandon had often spoken
about wanting a family.
Clearly, he loved children.
If she couldnât provide him with one, would he be devastated? Would he leave her? The mere thought
of it threatened to unravel Janetâs composure, her fear so potent she could taste the salt of imminent
tears. Witnessing Janetâs pallor deepen, Johanna felt a pang of sadness.
Her heart ached for her daughter.
She took Janetâs hand and guided her gently onto the sofa, her voice a comforting whisper.
"The results arenât here yet.
Donât torment yourself with âwhat ifsâ.
And remember, no matter what the outcome, your dad and I will be there.
We wonât let you face it alone."
Janet bit her lip and absent-mindedly nodded, a mere acquiescence to Johannaâs comforting efforts.
Johanna could see the storm raging in Janetâs mind, but she also knew that acceptance had to come
from within Janet herself.
No amount of external persuasion would make a difference unless Janet was ready to accept the
possibility.
Suddenly, Janet clutched Johannaâs sleeve, her tears cascading down like broken pearls, as she
sobbed fearfully, "Mom, if⦠if the issue is indeed with me, should I⦠should let Brandon go? He loves
children so much⦠I donât want him to live with regretâ¦"
Her voice gradually faded into a whisper, leaving only the soft echo of her sobs within the confines of
the VIP room.
Just as Johanna was grappling with her own heartbreak and struggling to find words of comfort for
Janet, the ringing of Janetâs phone punctuated the poignant silence Despite her internal anguish, Janet
maintained her professional diligence, afraid to miss any update from her studio.
She unlocked her phone.
The message that greeted her left her utterly flabbergasted.