Chapter 1351 Lingering Effects From The Drugs


    When Elizabeth received J’s phone call, she was buried in overtime work.


    Elizabeth sighed wearily when asked about Frank.


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    "I’ve been swamped recently, working round the clock.I haven’t seen Frank often, let alone had much


    contact with him." Hearing this, J’s brow furrowed, her mind plunging into deep thought. Was she


    overthinking things? Could it be that the situation wasn’t as dire as she suspected? Recognizing


    J’s silence, Elizabeth quickly added, fearing that J might be worried, "Don’t stress.Mr.Wesley


    informed me that W Marks studio won’t serve any customers who’ve canceled orders with you.I’ve


    been putting in extra hours because W Marks studio is currently short-staffed as some designers have


    resigned." Jughed softly.


    "What are you imagining? I couldn’t care less if my former clients go to W Marks.I called you simply to


    ask if Frank has been particrly busy recently." Realizing something was amiss, Elizabeth was unsure


    why J was probing into Frank’s affairs.


    Nevertheless, she answered honestly, "Frank does appear to be rather busy ofte.I sent him a


    messagest night, but he was so upied that he didn’t reply until ten o’clock in the evening."


    J’s heart fluttered. It was precisely at ten o’clockst night when Brandon returned home.


    Was this merely a coincidence? Elizabeth, feeling uneasy due to the silence at the other end, asked,


    "What’s the matter, J? Is there something wrong with Franke"


    Regaining herposure, J forced a smile and replied, "There’s nothing wrong with Frank.I was


    just asking out of curiosity.I won’t keep you any longer.I’ll hang up now."


    After ending the call, J sat motionless on the sofa, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. She was now


    fairly certain that Brandon’s recent coldness was rted to their previous medical examination. Was


    there something wrong with his health? A thought shed through her mind—Brandon had once been


    drugged by Charis and suffered temporary memory loss.


    There was no guarantee that such potent medication hadn’t left behind any side effects. Could it be


    that he was grappling with some lingering effects from the drugs, and chose not to disclose it to her?At


    this thought, J was caught in a mix of distress and irritation. She felt sympathy for Brandon, who


    seemed to be bearing this burden alone, and resentment at him for keeping such a significant matter


    hidden from her. J remained on the sofa, entangled in her thoughts, oblivious to Brandon’s


    emergence from the bathroom after his shower., "What’s up honey, ? "


    Brandon queried, sitting next to J as he towel-dried his hair, "What’s on your mind.


    "Lifting her gaze to meet him, J stared at Brandon without blinking, not uttering a word.Despite


    feeling nervous, Brandon maintained an air of puzzlement.


    "Why are you starring at me like that? Did something happen?"


    With a huff, J rose to her feet & begin to towel-dried his hairs.


    Despite her own demeanor, Brandon couldn’t shake off a sense of unease.


    He attempt to grab the towel & dry his hair himself several times, But each attempt was swiftly twarted


    by J.


    Finally, the disquieting silence became unbearable for Brandon.


    Rising to his feet, he took hold of J’s wrist & pleaded, "Honey, What’s the matter? Have I done


    something wrong? Just tell me, and I will rectify it, ok "? Looking into his eyes J scoff, "


    Do you really have no clue what you have done.?"


    A rush of guilt surged through Brandon, turning his anxiety up a notch upon hearing J’s usatory


    tune.


    Had J figured something out?.


    Even though he was internally panicking, Brandon managed to maintain an outward facade of calm.."I


    have no idea what you are referring to ," he responded.