The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622

Roger always took on shady jobs. Whenever he accepted one, he would be gone for a few months, sometimes even up to a year.

His b*ody now lay at the bottom of an unfinished structure.

Vivian had chosen the particular building for her plan to get rid of Roger as it was marked as hazardous. There was not a single soul inhabiting the building and no one would enter it casually. It was the perfect place as no one would find him there.

Vivian was confident that by the time someone found Roger’s b*ody, all that was left would be skin and bones. He would be unrecognizable.

She calmed herself down as she got into her car, assuring herself that everything was over. She then drew in a deep breath, started the engine, and drove off.

Meanwhile, Natalie went home to get her things. She then made lunch for Brandon before departing for the hospital.

Natalie felt something was amiss as she entered Brandon’s ward. The atmosphere was depressing and b*odyguards were standing in every corner of the room. She glanced around and felt that the ward became dimmer with so many people blocking the lights. She found this weird as the VIP room was spacious enough to have a sofa and bed and still have enough room for walking.

Natalie widened her eyes in surprise and asked, “Why are there so many b*odyguards in the ward?”

Brandon was sitting on a sofa instead of lying on his bed. Beside him were two strong and tall b*odyguards standing straight and alert. There was also a man and a woman with sacks over their heads kneeling in front of him.

Natalie looked at Brandon doubtfully and questioned warily, “Honey, what’s going on?”

“Why didn’t you lock the door?” Brandon said accusingly as he frowned at Sean.

He then turned to Natalie and said gently, “Don’t worry about this. I don’t want to get you involved. Wait for me outside, okay? I’ll be quick.”

He obviously did not expect Natalie’s arrival.

Sean hung his head and apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Larson. I was in a hurry and forgot to lock the door.” He then walked to the door and opened it. “Mrs. Larson, would you like to go out and wait for a moment?” he said awkwardly but firmly.

Sean was not his usual gentle self. He was worried that Natalie might be frightened if she witnessed Brandon’s anger.

“I have something to discuss with my husband in private,” Natalie said with determination.

Walking over to the silent Brandon and holding his arm, Natalie looked at him and said softly, “I don’t want to go out. My life was never in peace, and there’re always people trying to hurt me. I’m not afraid, and I wanna know what happened. You never treated me like a weak woman in the past, so why try to protect me from this now?”

Brandon raised his eyebrow, and he looked conflicted. He held Natalie’s cheek and said gently, “I remember everything.”

Natalie was stunned. She saw the familiar look in his eyes and subconsciously blurted out, “You remembered everything? I thought you just remembered a part of it.” Since Brandon lost his memory, she had appeared gentle, calm, strong, and resilient. She wanted everyone to know that she was capable of taking care of Brandon and herself. She didn’t need anyone’s pity.