The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 385

Natalie nodded. Her mother was right. But the situation was not optimistic. Charis was a cautious and cunning woman. She must have covered her tracks. Natalie really had no idea where to start.

After a while, Beal came back to Brandon. He had a general understanding of what was going on with Brandon now. He told Natalie, “Don’t worry. We will do everything we can to retrieve Brandon’s memory. I know several licensed brain specialists abroad. I’ll ask them to come tomorrow. The field of medicine has developed exponentially in recent years. I doubt there’s a problem they can’t fix.”

Natalie weakly smiled at him. “Thanks, Dad.” However, internally she sighed. It wasn’t as optimistic as her father. She had a bad feeling that Brandon’s memory loss was not as simple as it seemed. Brandon didn’t turn down Beal’s offer, not ruling out the possibility of recovering his memory. He nodded and said, “I will also go see a doctor and find a way to get my memory back.”

Previously, Brandon felt that with Charis’ help, he could recover his memories of the last two years. However, Natalie and Charis told him two very different stories. He wanted to know who was lying.

At the same time, he also had a question in his heart that needed answers: Did he really fall in love with Natalie?

Natalie spent the next few days recovering in the hospital. Every day, the nurses came to change the dressing on her wounds. She was often distracted, wondering how to deal with Charis. A cunning woman like Charis, who acted in secret and came from a prominent family, posed a significant challenge.

“What do you have in mind? Let’s eat breakfast first,” Brandon said, holding a takeout bag of food for breakfast in front of her. Now that they had cleared things up, they could get along. Their relationship seemed harmonious, but Natalie felt an insurmountable gap between them due to Brandon’s memory loss. She didn’t know how to face it now.

“Oh, I see. Thank you,” Natalie replied, accepting the food and starting to eat. The awkward silence filled the room. After what felt like an eternity, Brandon tried to break the ice.

“Does your back still hurt? I heard you whining last night,” Brandon asked. Natalie wiped her lips carefully, hiding her embarrassment. When she turned over in bed the previous night, she accidentally hit her back wounds, causing intense pain. She hadn’t realized she had moaned out loud.

“It’s much better, thanks for asking. Are you going to work today?” Natalie asked, hoping for some time away from Brandon. She didn’t want him to see how embarrassed she was, especially since she hadn’t washed her face in days and needed help to go to the bathroom.

“Don’t worry. I’ve already asked for permission. Watching over you is more important,” Brandon casually explained while cleaning the table. Maybe it was because he used to be affectionate with Natalie, or maybe it was because he appreciated her for saving his life. Brandon didn’t think too much about it; he genuinely wanted to take care of her.

Natalie chuckled, wrapping herself in the quilt and leaning against the headboard calmly. “Dad said he found you a good doctor. Is the treatment working?”