The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 640

She sighed and continued, “When the accident occurred, if Derek hadn't asked
his brother to clear the route, the accident might have been more serious.”
“Sure, he helped. But he has also been pestering you a lot, which caused you a
lot of trouble. Just take his help as something to balance out the times he caused
you trouble,” Brandon grumbled as turned around and sat up silently. He
straightened his posture and pursed his I*ps. There was still some unhappiness
in his eyes.

He thought he was too lenient towards Derek and should have made things more
difficult for him.

Natalie stared at Brandon's sulky exp**ssion and leaned over to rest her cheek
on his shoulder. She thought he was being childish and chuckled.

“Don’t be angry. He has already left. Besides, it doesn’t matter how much he
troubled me in the past. You know that you're the only one in my heart.”
Brandon felt his heart warming up with Natalie’s words. It was only in front of her
where his heart could be softened.

“I want an apple,” Brandon crossed his arms and pouted. He was a little unhappy
when he remembered the way that Derek munched on the apple just now.
“Okay, I'll peel it for you,” Natalie replied resignedly. She picked up the knife and
an apple and was about to peel it when her eyes wandered to the document
Brandon tossed on the table. The document contained a picture of Roger, the
man who tampered with Sean’s car the other day.

Natalie gasped as she recalled the exhilarating details of the car accident that
day. The fruit knife in her palm slid from her grasp and to the floor as her fi**gers
shook.

Brandon picked up the sharp fruit knife and placed it on the table. As he carefully
examined Natalie's fi**gers, he didn't hide his nervous exp**ssion until no wound
was found on her hand.

“You should be careful.” Brandon put his arms around her shoulder and asked
worriedly, “What's wrong? Is there something on your mind?”

Staring at the photo on the table, Natalie asked with a frown, “Have you found
the man yet?”

Brandon took a look at the photo and said, “I still haven't found him. The man has
vanished, but he was last seen in the position depicted in the photograph.”
Natalie turned to face him and her eyes widened as she grabbed his arm.

“So, what are we still waiting for? Let's go to this location to look for him.”

After she realized that Brandon’s wound hadn't completely healed yet, she
paused and then added,

“You should stay in the hospital to recover. Sean will accompany me there.”
Brandon immediately stopped her when he heard this and bitterly said, “Honey,
listen to me first, okay?” He knew Natalie wanted to solve the problem as soon
as possible, but they needed to remain calm for the time being.

“The location in the photo is actually an unfinished building that belongs to the
Turner Group. As such, you can imagine why getting inside would be easier said
than done.”

“Since it's the unfinished building of the Turner family, why did the man appear
there for no reason?” The frown on Natalie's face deepened, and her eyes were
filled with confusion.

Suddenly, she looked at him and lowered her voice.

“Do you think the Turner family did it?”

With a complicated twist on his eyebrows, Brandon said, “It's hard to say
anything without concrete evidence. Anyway, I'll find a way to deal with it. Since
the Turner Group is involved, we can’t take any chances that might lead to a
conflict. Let's just wait and see.”

Natalie felt deeply unsettled at the thought of having to deal with the Turner
Group. After all, she was faced with a big problem that had no easy solution.
“We've had our share of conflict with the Turner family before. If we continue to
oppose them, I'm afraid that our families will completely fall out with each other.”
The turmoil bet**en the Larsons and the Turners was known to almost everyone.
“No, I won't let that happen. You just stay away from the Turner couple and
Vivian for now. I'll handle the rest.” Although Brandon didn’t like the people of the
Turner family, he was certain that Luke and Catherin would not approve of going
up against the Larson Group again.

“The Larson Group is undoubtedly powerful, but after Charis’ death, the
partnership bet**en the two families has been greatly compromised. This had
caused a lot of ups and downs in the real estate industry and the Internet
industry at Barnes. As a result, the Turner family suffered heavy losses. Even if
the Turners have the desire to compete with the Larson Group, they will lack the
necessary strength.”

Brandon was certain of it. He took Natalie's small hand in his and stroked it
gently.

“Even if a new conflict arises bet**en the Larson Group and the Turner family, it
must be the result of Vivian's actions. She's making her own grave. Someone will
punish her without my assistance.”

The two looked at each other and shouted at the same time, “Luke!”

They smiled at each other, letting the stunned exp**ssion on their faces settle
down.

“You're so smart, honey.” Brandon pinched Natalie’s cheeks and added, “Even if
Luke won't do anything, I still have a backup plan. Now that Vivian is an
employee of the Larson Group, she can't escape so easily.”

“I have faith in you,” said Natalie with a relieved smile. There was no doubt in her
mind that Brandon would definitely try to minimize the damage. She stared at
Brandon with her bright eyes and said, “Honey, thank you for everything you've
done in the past few days. In fact, let me know if there is anything I can do to
help you.”

Brandon understood what she was thinking. He picked up the knife on the table
and peeled the skin of an apple in his hand.

“Have some fruit first.”

“Wait a minute,” said Natalie, moving away from Brandon as he tried to feed her
a slice of apple. She got out of bed and rummaged through the bag of snacks on
the bedside table. With a surprised look on her face, she took out a bag of onion-
flavored crisps and said, “I like these a lot! I wonder why Derek bought this
flavor.”

Her exp**ssion softened and she chuckled to herself.

When Natalie looked up, she noticed Brandon leaning against the headboard
and staring at her. He patted the spot beside him with a gentle smile and said,
“Come on, sit on the bed and eat.”

Natalie dashed over to him, snacks in her arms.

Brandon placed the sliced apple on a plate and opened the bag of crisps for her.
He lovingly poked her cheek with his fi**gertips and said, “Don’t eat too much
junk food or you'll have a stomach ache.” With a satisfied smile, Natalie lay down
on the bed with the bag of crisps and turned on the TV. Natalie burst out laughing
because the TV show was so amusing.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside by a nurse, who came
inside and said, “Mrs. Larson, two people claiming to be your parents are
outside, waiting for you.”

Natalie crumpled the bag of crisps in her hand as she jumped out of bed with
incredulous eyebrows knitting in confusion.

“Who informed my parents?”

“Wait...” Natalie jumped out of bed and rushed to put on her shoes, but the door
was pushed open from the outside again before she could.

“See? I've told you that the patient in this ward is my daughter,” Johanna
emphasized once more, looking impatient. She pushed the care worker who tried
to stop her and barged into the room with Beal.

When Natalie looked Johanna in the eyes, she felt extremely awkward.

“Mom, when did you and Dad return?” Her face flushed red as she asked.

Beal and Johanna had just recently embarked on a long-delayed round-the-world
tour. Ever since they were reunited with their daughter Natalie, they had been
able to really enjoy their retired life.

As such, Natalie did not expect to see them back so soon.

“My dear, what happened to you? Was it you or Brandon that got hurt?” Johanna
asked, eyes wide with puzzlement. By chance, she saw Natalie standing next to
the bed holding a bag of ch*ps and crumbs sticking out of the corners of her I*ps.