The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 1030 Mood Swings
So this was what was going on.
However, before Jcould speak, Ameer immediately- rebutted fiercely and it was so loud that it resounded through the ward,
“Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?”
Suddenly, a crisp slapping sound was heard as Ameer struck Kathie squarely on her cheek. She tilted her face to one side, and
a red palm print instantly appeared on her smooth cheek.
Kathie cursed, “How dare you hitagain! You snob! Had I known you were such a wimp, I would have left you for another
man!”
“Can’t you see what’s going on here? We are now being interrogated by Mr. Larson and we can’t afford to offend him. Tell him
exactly what you did now!” Ameer roared madly.
He had seen how scheming Kathie was before. He now suspected that she had indeed done something behind the scenes to
offend the Larson Group.

Ameer turned to Brandon after he gave Kathie a piece of his mind. He forced a smile and begged for his life, “Mr. Larson, I’ve
taught her a lesson. Can you please letgo after Kathie tells you the truth? I’ve already sincerely apologized to Mrs. Larson
that day. I wasn’t involved in anything else that happened after that incident at the party.”
Ameer was indeed very old. He already felt his b*ody going sore within the first ten minutes of kneeling.
Looking at Ameer’s pathetic begging, Kathie realized that they were caught for a reason different from what she had in mind.
She raised her head and stared into Brandon’s cold eyes, sending shivers down her spine. Seeing how an old man could give up
his dignity so easily, she felt Brandon’s terror as clear as day.
“Mr. Larson, I really don’t know anything,” Kathie cried as she knelt on the ground. She begged for mercy over and over. “I
haven’t even seen Jsince I was beaten up by Ameer that day.” 9
However, Brandon did not feel a shred of pity for Kathie. His expression darkened and he glared at her with bloodshot eyes.

The memory of two years ago swept over him like a storm. His wife was almost raped, almost fell down from a building, almost
assassinated, and had a car accident... He couldn’t allow anyone to hurt Jagain.
“Take the two away and interrogate them until you get something useful out of them,” Brandon ordered. He believed that the two
were still hiding something, and he was not going to let them off the hook so lightly.
“What! Mr. Larson, you can interrogate Kathie alone. Why do I have to be interrogated too?” Ameer asked as his voice trembled

with fear. Kathie could probably bear the torture during the interrogation because she was still young, but his old b*ody would
most likely die in Brandon’s hands.
Kathie held on to a corner of the tea table tightly and refused to be dragged away. She shook her head and cried, “It’s not me,
Mr. Larson. I really didn’t do anything.” “Stop!” Jshouted suddenly. She then lowered her voice after getting their attention, “I
found other clues regarding the accident. We should review them first before deciding if they are indeed guilty or not.”
Brandon pinched his eyebrows tightly and felt a sharp pain in his temples. He raised his hand and said tiredly, “Take these two
people out. I’ll deal with them later.”
After the b*odyguards left, Jwent back to Brandon’s side and said softly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to let Kathie go. Con,
let’s get you back to bed. I’ll call the doctor for you. Tell me, do you feel any discomfort since you just suddenly remembered two
years’ worth of memory?”
Jknitted her brows as she placed her hand over Brandon’s. Although she was glad that he had regained his memories, she
wasn’t sure if his head was able to endure the sudden emotional roller coaster.
Brandon sat motionlessly on the sofa with a grim expression on his face. He kept silent for a long tbefore shaking his head
slowly.
“Sean, go and have your lunch first. I’ll stay here and take care of him,” Jsaid over her shoulder.
She helped Brandon back to the bed and pulled the portable table from the end of the bed towards him. She then laid out the
food she brought on the table.
“I made these dishes for you. They are all your favorites. Please, eat up,” Jcoaxed. She scooped sof the vegetables
and meat into his plate and attempted to feed him, pretending that his loss of control did not even happen.

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