Chapter 675 The Truth Comes Out


    J had a ton of questions, but she couldn''t utter a single word. She could only turn her face away


    from Brandon, silently wiping the tears from her eyes.


    As soon as J was wheeled into the ward for treatment, Brandon informed Beal and Johanna.


    Johanna couldn''t remember how many times J had been hospitalized over the past six months.


    She felt both sorry and worried for her daughter. Naturally, she wasn''t nning to be nice with


    Brandon any longer.


    The doctor was carefully treating J''s back. Standing in the corner of the room, Brandon''s eyes


    were fixed on the numerous blisters on J''s smooth skin. Finally, he couldn''t help but ask, "Will it


    scar?"


    Brandon bit his lower lip tightly. He''d never forgive himself if J''s skin scarred as a result of her


    protecting him.


    The doctor replied honestly, "There are two areas here with second degree burns. There''ll be traces


    left, more or less."


    After a long silence, Brandon looked at J again and murmured hoarsely, "Thanks for saving


    me."


    It was the first time that Brandon had thanked J so sincerely.


    But she didn''t like it.


    He treated her too distantly.


    For a moment, J didn''t know what to say. They were husband and wife. There was no need for


    him to be so formal with her.


    She forced a smile, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. "You''re wee. When our


    apartment was on fire, you also protected me. You still have a burn scar on your back. Now we''re


    even."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s expression immediately darkened and a trace of confusion shed in his


    eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but stopped on second thought.


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    What apartment? What fire? When did that happen? He didn''t remember anything about it.


    When J saw the confusion in Brandon''s eyes, the smile on her face stiffened.


    Soon, the doctor finished bandaging up J''s wounds. After he left, she took a deep breath and


    finally asked, "Strange. Why did you have such a weird expression just now? I can''t help but get the


    feeling that you''ve forgotten everything about our past. Brandon, if you don''t think you''re getting


    anything out of this marriage, just say so. I won''t hold you back. You don''t have to do this to me."


    J spoke in a seemingly casual tone, but the thought of breaking up with Brandon made her


    heart tighten.


    Brandon averted his gaze hesitantly. After a while, he finally spoke up, albeit with difficulty.


    "Something happened to me..."


    "Yeah, I''m not stupid. I can tell that you''ve changed. In fact, it''s like you''re apletely different


    person. Are you still not going to tell me what happened?" Resting her head on the pillow, J


    stared at him and said in a tired voice, "Brandon, I''m not a mind-reader. The longer you keep the


    truth from me, the crazier I get. It''s only a matter of time before I crumble."


    Brandon''s expression softened. J had risked her life to save him. Wasn''t she worthy of his


    trust?


    Sitting next to the bed, Brandon looked into J''s eyes, as though searching for answers. Finally,


    he said in a low voice, "You''re not stupid. It''s just... Whatever happened to me sounds crazy. Even I


    can''t believe it myself. When you were lost at sea, they said I suddenly passed out in one of the


    search-and-rescue ships. It turned out I had a high fever and was incredibly ill. When I woke up


    again, I couldn''t understand my surroundings. Charis told me what had happened. Then I realized


    that I had lost my memory of the past two years."