Chapter 659 A Familiar Stranger


    "Mom, I haven''t even figured out what''s wrong with Brandon yet. I can''t let our marriage end just like


    that. If we get divorced, Charis will have gotten exactly what she wanted. I have to figure out what


    on earth is going on first. Since Brandon doesn''t want to tell me the truth, I''ll have to find it out


    myself." As she spoke, J''s voice was soft but firm.


    "I''m only worried that you''ll get hurt, J. Brandon''s attitude toward you is very clear now. He just


    wants you to be his wife on paper." Johanna sighed heavily.


    J lowered her head, trying to hide the sadness in her eyes.


    "Mom, I know where you''reing from. It''s true. Brandon doesn''t love me anymore. And I don''t


    know why. But given the circumstances, no matter how hard I try to get close to him, it just doesn''t


    work. I have to be cold and negotiate with him directly, showing him the advantages and


    disadvantages of being with me. Maybe that way, Brandon will pay more attention to our


    rtionship. As long as I can spend more time with him, I am confident that I can bring the previous


    Brandon back."


    Johanna knew she wouldn''t be able to change her daughter''s mind.


    Since J was her precious daughter, she could only support whatever J wanted to do.


    Finally, she snorted and said seriously, "If Brandon makes you cry again, I won''t let him or the


    Larson Group go."


    "Thanks, Mom. I know you''re the best!" Tears welled up in J''s eyes again. She couldn''t help but


    throw herself into her mother''s arms, acting like a spoiled child.


    Johanna held her tightly and said helplessly, "You were always a smooth talker when you need


    something from your mother."


    Beal burst intoughter. "Well, you can''t me her. You know what? J''s temper is just like yours


    when you were young. She got her stubbornness from you!"


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    That night, J didn''t go back to the hotel with Johanna and Beal. Instead, she moved back to the


    vi she and Brandon had lived in before.


    This vi was quite close to the Larson Group headquarters. Not long after she stepped foot inside


    the house, she heard the sound of engineing from the gate of the vi.


    When J turned around, she saw a handsome but indifferent man standing at the door.


    J immediately stiffened. Brandon was still as good-looking as before, but his cold attitude


    toward her was extremely off-putting.


    He was now the most familiar stranger to J.


    She closed her eyes for a few seconds to gather her bearings and then looked around the almost


    empty living room. Her voice was a little sad. "Brandon, I got into an ident only two weeks ago,


    but it seems you''ve been in such a hurry to clear out all my stuff. Any trace of my life in this vi has


    disappeared, and even our photos are gone..."


    Brandon looked around the house and found that it was indeed bare.


    "I haven''t been back to Seacisco for a long time. Charis was the one who sent people to clean the


    ce up." He seemed to be exining himself.


    J walked to the sofa and sat down. Stroking the spotless sofa, she sneered in disdain, "Don''t


    you think that Charis has interfered too much? Isn''t she just an employee of yourpany? Why is


    she responsible for your private affairs now?"


    Truth be told, even Brandon felt that Charis had crossed the line.


    A matter like arranging people to clean Brandon''s house was supposed to be his personal


    assistant''s job. With Charis''s status, she shouldn''t have been in charge of such trivial things.


    After a long silence, Brandon replied perfunctorily, "I didn''t take it too seriously. I just recovered from


    a serious illness. I thought she did it because she was worried about me."


    He knew that Charis had feelings for him. It seemed reasonable for her to help him with these


    trifles.


    J felt a little stuffy in her chest, but she knew that she couldn''t lose her temper now. She took a


    deep breath and suppressed her anger.


    Brandon went upstairs as soon as he finished talking, followed by a sulky J.


    This was just the beginning. She couldn''t admit defeat so easily!


    Instead of entering the master bedroom, Brandon had nned to stay in the guest room.


    As he walked, he asked casually though, "What''re our sleeping arrangements? Shall I take the


    guest room?"


    J couldn''t help but snigger. When she looked at Brandon, a sly smile tugged at the corners of


    her lips. "We are a couple. Of course we sleep in the same bed."