Chapter 1130 Can You Forgive Me
J knew Brandon struggled to fall asleep because of work pressures. However, she had never
known him to take medicine for his insomnia.
Brandon understood the side effects of sleeping pills. He wouldn''t take them unless he absolutely
had no choice.
"Is your condition getting worse again?" J asked. She shook the bottle and then looked into
Brandon''s eyes. She hoped he wouldn''t lie to her again.
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"It has nothing to do with my illness. I suffer from insomnia." Brandon reclined on the bed. He rested
his head on his arm and said, "I don''t want to be controlled by this drug, but I have to be alert for
work. Every day is intense at the Larson Group, so I need at least some sleep at night."
"Brandon, you know these pills are addictive." Chewing her lower lip, J wanted to throw the
medicine bottle in his face.
"Hear me out before you lose your temper." Brandon grabbed the medicine bottle, smiled, and
pulled her into his arms.
J struggled, lost her bnce, and fell into his embrace. She pinched his chest andined,
"Okay, I''m all ears. What excuses are you nning to make this time?"
Brandon yed with the medicine bottle. "I started taking them recently. Frank prescribed them and
the side effects are minimal. If you are worried, you can ask Frank."
"Frank wouldn''t discuss your case with me. Even if he did, I wouldn''t trust him. You might have
colluded with each other. You are not allowed to
take the medicine." J grabbed the medicine bottle. "I''m confiscating it!"
Brandon smiled seductively and pinched J''s chin. "If youe back, I won''t take the medicine.
I sleep better with you beside me."
J''s ears turned red. Her eyes glistened with saline, and she pursed her lips. "Go to bed. We''ll
discuss it tomorrow."
J struggled to get up, but Brandon hugged her tighter. "So, you''ll have to give me an answer
tomorrow. I need you to forgive me. It''s agony when we''re like this."
J nodded, thinking he would let go of her. Instead, Brandon maneuvered her onto her back.
"What the hell do you want? It''s gettingte." J frowned. Her view of the ceiling was blocked by
Brandon.
Cupping her jaw and stroking her chin, Brandon whispered, "Have you missed me?" His breath
tickled her ear.
"Are you sick? I''ll ask Frank toe here." J wrapped her clothes around her, as if they could
protect her.
"I''m lovesick. Frank can''t cure me." Brandon leaned against J''s chest and held her tighter.
Patting his arm, J took deep breaths and wheezed. "This isn''t sexy. You''re crushing me to
death."
"I''m sorry." Brandon loosened his grip.
Taking deep breaths, J raised her head. "What do you want to tell me? It isn''t like you."
Brandon bowed his head. He hesitated before saying, "You''ve been angry for a long time. Are you
nning to divorce me? I promise to never hide anything from you again. We''ll face everything
together. Of course, I will respect your choice. Only you can decide whether to forgive me or not."
After a long time with no response from J, Brandon pleaded, "Say something, please."
Brandon''s kiss fell on her ear. His fingers tangled in her clothes. He then heard a light snore.
J had fallen asleep in his arms.
He smiled helplessly. "I''ll let you sleep on it, then."
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The following day, Brandon turned over and stretched out his long arm, only to discover that there
was no one beside him.
The bed was cold, and there was no sign of J in his room.
With a gloomy look on his face, Brandony on his back. J must still be mad at him.
He headed downstairs. The smell of food made his mouth water.
Hannah and J were eating breakfast in the dining room. When J saw Brandon, she smiled.
"Hurry up and join us for breakfast. J made it." Hannah had just asked J where Brandon
was; she didn''t expect him to sleep sote.
With a smile, Brandon sat down.
He picked up a sandwich. He recalled ordering clothes for Hannah. Then he said to J, "J,
I''ve ced a clothes order for Hannah. I''d like you to finish it."