Chapter 1018


    The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire


    Chapter 1018 Sean Was Guilty


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    After changing into a set of clean clothes sent by a b*odyguard, J rushed to the room at the end of


    the corridor.


    Brandon had been rushed into that room by the nurses and was currently undergoing an examination


    by the doctors.


    Since J wasn’t allowed into the room, she could only pace back and forth anxiously outside the


    door.


    “Mrs. Larson, Mr. Larson will be fine. Please, don’t worry too much,” Mesue said in concern. Although


    she was tired after a long night, she was worried about J and refused to leave her side.


    “I know. Go back and have a good rest, Mesue. There are other b*odyguards here to ensure our safety.


    Thank you for everything tonight,” J replied with a haggard smile. She didn’t want to trouble others


    too much.


    Mesue had been working for Brandon for a long time and they had forged a strong bond over the


    years. She was equally worried about Brandon’s condition and insisted on staying. However, she didn’t


    want J to strain herself as she knew that Brandon wouldn’t like it, so she said kindly, “Those


    working in my profession know that this is a job that requires us to work day and night. So, Mrs. Larson,


    you don’t have to worry about me. Instead, you should go home and have a rest. We don’t want Mr.


    Larson to worry, right?”


    As the two of them were talking, a fit and slender figure came running down the long corridor.


    Sean stopped to catch his breath when he was nearing them and then walked up to J. “How is Mr.


    Larson?” he asked while panting.


    “Who informed you about the situation?” J asked in surprise.


    “Mr. Larson told me to call Sean over. He said that he had something important to ask Sean,” Mesue


    said with her head down.


    From her tone, Sean realized that the situation was serious.


    “I should have sent you back if I knew this would happen!” Sean med himself, his tone full of


    remorse. “Is Mr. Larson seriously injured?” he asked anxiously.


    J pursed her lips before exining helplessly, “His car had hit a tree. Fortunately, the ident


    didn’t seem to be too serious. There were some bruises, but they are not very serious. I’m more afraid


    that there will be internal injuries.”


    Noticing that Sean came alone, J asked curiously, “Where is Este? Didn’t shee with you?”


    “I didn’t tell her that you and Mr. Larson had gotten into an ident because I didn’t want her to worry. I


    just said that there was something urgent to deal with in thepany,” replied Sean guiltily. He


    plopped down dejectedly on the chair next to Mesue and rubbed his face. “How could the brakes fail? I


    just bought the car not long ago,” he said reproachfully.


    Sean was informed of the main reason for the ident while he was on the way to the hospital and


    was very confused by it.


    J’s eyes were red with anger when she heard Sean’s words. “Someone must have tampered with


    the car! I must find out who did it,” she said gravely.


    Sean was momentarily stunned by J’s reaction as she rarely lost her temper. However, he agreed


    with J readily and turned to Mesue. “Mesue, can you check the car’s dashcam? Maybe we can find


    out something from there. However, if the car was seriously damaged, the camera may already be


    damaged or burnt…”


    Mesure hurriedly agreed, “Okay, I’ll go and check how badly the car is damaged. It would be best if I


    can find something from the dashcam. Mrs. Larson, I’ll report my findings to youter.”


    With that, she bade J and Sean goodbye before leaving to investigate the car.


    Brandon was in the examination room for a long time. J and Sean gradually fell silent. The


    atmosphere also became intense.


    Suddenly, J stood up from her seat and walked away. “Mrs. Larson, where are you going and what


    are you nning to do?” asked Sean at once as he tried to stop her from doing anything reckless.


    J’s eyes were cold as she replied emotionlessly, “I’ll call my parents and ask them to help in the


    investigation. There is someone who is relentlessly trying to kill me and I am definitely going to find out


    who he or she is!”


    “Why don’t we wait until Mr. Larsones out? The Larson Group will definitely lend a hand,” pleaded


    Sean as he was afraid that things were not that simple.


    Just then, a sound could be heard from a distance. J nced sideways and saw the examination


    room door open. Brandon wasing out, supported by a b*odyguard of his.


    “Sean, don’t stop her. Let her do what she wants,” Brandon said weakly. He had just finished his


    examination and looked very pale from all the injuries.


    J ran to him and held his arm. She asked the doctor anxiously, “How’s my husband?”


    The doctor exined Brandon’s condition patiently, “Mr. Larson is having a slight concussion. He


    needs to stay a few days in the hospital for observation. During this period, he needs to rest quietly.


    Apart from that, there are no other serious issues.”


    J heaved a sigh of relief and said, “Let’s go back to your ward so you can rest.”


    Sean followed them silently behind. Suddenly, Brandon red coldly at Sean and said, “So, you still


    remember toe back?”


    Sean was trembling with fear. He looked guiltily at Brandon and whimpered, “It’s all my fault, Mr.


    Larson. Please punish me.”


    Brandon kept silent for a long time before speaking, “I will deal with you when I return to thepany.”


    His expression was grave as he looked at Sean as if he was a stranger,