Chapter 475 

“Wasn’t you in a wheelchair?” 

Tyrell was stunned. He was shocked by what 

he had heard. His face was full of disbelief. 

“Mr. Cassel, stop joking.” 

That person just now looked exactly like 

Brandon. How could it not be him? 

“Do you think I’m in the mood to joke now?” 

Brandon held the examination report in his 

hand. The double pressure of marriage and 

illness intertwined, making his face very 

ugly. 

“Then I might have seen wrongly,” Tyrell 

smiled and stopped talking about it. 

After all, it was not strange that someone 

looked like Brandon. 

Besides, Tyrell was more concerned about 

another thing now. “Mr. Cassel, what are you doing in the psychiatry department?” 

Tyrell seemed to be concerned, but he was 

already looking at the report in Brandon’s 

hands. 

Fortunately, the report was sealed. And 

Tyrell could only see the folder. 

“It’s none of your business.” Brandon glared 

at him coldly, his face filled with displeasure. 

Tyrell smiled indifferently. “Mr. Cassel, don’t 

be angry. I was just joking.” 

Mandel struggled to jump down from 

Tyrell’s arms and ran to Tyrell. 

“Daddy, what’s wrong with you? You guys 

-don’t know how to take care of yourselves. 

Why did you and Savanna fall sick the 

moment I left?” 

Brandon keenly caught the key information. 

in Mandel’s words. He frowned and asked, 

“Did you go to see Savanna?” 

“I heard that Ms. Thompson is sick. So, I dropped by to take a look. Do you mind it?” 

“Who told you that she was in the hospital?” 

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colder

voice, “Lizeth said it. I went

Lizeth also said that

It was so

Mandel looked up

said that you and my mommy might get a

when he heard those words.

wanted a divorce.” 

as he didn’t agree, they

“divorce. 

heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s good. Daddy and Savanna must be

chatted for a

to return

felt that it was ironic. Savanna always

could she

the ward? 

time, a man who looked

appeared in the corridor that was one

ward. 

dark eyes, tall nose, thin lips, and facial features seemed exactly the same

wheelchair, his legs covered with a thin blanket, looking

bodyguard in

him carefully. 

that woman’s ward

to us.” 

a look,” the man said

the man to the door of the ward.

not locked, and there

the

could be clearly seen

from outside. 

man, Finn Orwell, sat in a wheelchair. He

glass in the

the glass, Finn could

leaning against the head

hair spread out on her shoulder,

tip of her nose and her long eyelashes

beauty.” Finn praised.

attractive.” 

in and visit her?” The

bodyguard whispered. 

“There’s no hurry. Let’s

go.” 

“Alright, Mr. Orwell.” 

the door of

bodyguard in black

Finn away respectfully. 

the ward did not notice all

in her own

to escape

with her child. 

other side, the elevator door opened

with a ding. 

report and

a gloomy face. Just then, he saw the figure sitting in

the hospital, so it was not

to meet people in a

stretcher. However,

looked exactly the

him. 

Brandon was looking into the

mirror. 

was going

step forward and ran

empty, and no

was there. 

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