Chapter 1350 She Has


    Guessed The Truth____________


    Endless debates took ce, with no ord to show for it. For days, Frank hadbed through


    every conceivable medical solution for congenital uterine abnormalities, but Brandon met each with


    rejection.


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    As night fell, Brandon made his way back to the house.


    The gentle glow of the garden lights nketed everything in aforting warmth, a sensation that


    always washed over him as he returned home. The day''s trials faded into the background, reced


    by a weing serenity.


    As customary, he shook off his unease, reaching for the door.


    Inside, J had settled into the living room. Hearing the front door open, she nced up, eyes


    meeting Brandon''s.


    "Made it home?" Standing, she approached him, epting his coat and briefcase with ease. "You''re


    late today. I''ve had the housekeeper warm your dinner; would you like some?"


    Her words, tinged with concern, acted like a balm on Brandon''s days'' worth of frustration.


    His tension eased as he took a seat next to J. "No need, I''ve grabbed dinner. How''s the studio


    faring?"


    J answered, smiling, "No trouble now. In this era of rapid-fire news, the online crowd''s gaze


    quickly shifts. Those misguided by the rumor spreaders have long since dismissed my studio. Given


    time, the loyal ones who appreciate and support me will return."


    Cradling her close, Brandon murmured, "I regret what you''ve had to endure."


    "But you''ve faced hardships too." J nestled into his strong,forting presence.


    She had a litany of questions poised for Brandon, yet witnessing his exhaustion, she lost the nerve.


    She shelved them forter.


    With an inward sigh, J gently nudged Brandon. "I''ve asked the help to prepare a bath. Could


    that help you unwind?"


    Brandon''s brows furrowed in surprise.


    He''d expected her to confront him about his recent distance, but instead, she stood there, her eyes


    brimming with care, with no mention of his aloofness.


    Gazing into her eyes, Brandon felt a tenderness wash over him. He leaned in, nting a soft kiss


    on her forehead, whispering, "Thank you, J."


    His gentle kiss evaporated J''s anxiety.


    Her smile reappeared. "No thanks needed. Go freshen up."


    Left alone, J sank into the couch, a troubled look weighing on her features.


    Observing their interactions, it was clear that there was nothing wrong with their rtionship.


    With no betrayal and no noticeable cooling of their affection, only one exnation remained for


    Brandon''s recent detachment.


    As the thought formed, a wave of uneasiness stirred within her.


    It had been some time since their hospital visit for pregnancy test, yet curiously, no reports had


    surfaced. Thisck of feedback was at odds with Frank''s usual efficiency.


    "Could it be..." J whispered, her fists clenching tightly. "Is there a problem with our test results?"


    If the news was of a medical nature, perhaps impeding normal conception, with one or both needing


    treatment, it might exin the aloof behavior.


    She struggled to find another usible reason for Brandon''s shift.


    Shaking off her worries, J reached for her phone, preparing to call Frank. But her fingers


    paused over the dial button.


    A direct inquiry to Frank would likely yield nothing. If Brandon was keeping secrets, he''d likely


    ensured Frank''splicity. Not only would her direct approach fail, it might make Brandon even


    more guarded.


    After a moment''s hesitation, J dialed a different number.


    The line connected quickly, and Elizabeth''s voice rang out, "Hello, J, what can I do for you? It''s


    out of the blue."


    Following a brief chat with Elizabeth, J adopted a casual tone and asked, "Oh, by the way, how


    are things going with you and Frank? Has he been swampedtely?"