Hey, My Twins Babies

Chapter 912 Brian Went to See Wendy

Brian and Wendy met at a coffee shop where was chosen by Wendy. It was a bit far from the hospital.

Although Brian was worried about Winnie since he came out of the hospital, he still had to come here.

He was really afraid of forgetting the things that came to mind suddenly.

In the coffee shop.

"What’s up?"

Wendy first asked tentatively.

"It's about something that you saved me abroad."

"I thought of some details, but they are not complete. So I want to know if you can tell me in details."

Brian was blunt. But if he wanted to hear something real, he couldn't be too straight.

"Oh, well, as long as I can help you, I will definitely help."

Wendy hesitated first. It was obvious that she was resisting this. But after thinking about it, she could

say that she didn’t know to cope with him.

"I remember I gave you a document when the car accident happened that year..."

"No. You remembered it wrong! I don't remember any documents."

Wendy had already figured out a way to deal with it, so she gave an answer without Brian finished

speaking. Then Brian frowned.

"But I remember it. How will you explain it?"

Brian asked strongly. He had already expected that Wendy would answer like this. Because such an

answer could cover up all the questions.

"You must have remembered it wrong. At that time..."

"It's also possible that you have a wrong memory."

This time, Brian didn't give Wendy a chance to speak, but just interrupted her directly.

"Wendy, I, a person with amnesia, can remember it. But you said you forgot it. Does it make sense?"

Brian had no other ways but to force Wendy to answer.

"Mr. Bennet, it has been a long time. It is normal that I can’t remember it."

Wendy replied with a guilty conscience. She didn’t dare to look into Brian.

"Well, you remember what clothes you wear by then. Please describing your clothes to me. The

details!"

Brian asked Wendy again. Although she had told him that last time, he wanted to see if there was the

pattern on the hoodie in her description this time.

"..."

Wendy was nervous, thinking about what she said last time. Regardless of the details, she had to keep

the answers consistent at least.

"The black hoodie. It’s the one I wore when I saw you last time. I always keep it."

Wendy suddenly thought of a good answer. She had the hoodie. So what was she afraid of?

With Wendy's reminder, Brian had this clip in his mind. There was the easiest way. Why didn't he think

of it?

Brian suddenly found that his memory was disordered. That photo was also blurred in his mind. Some

things were mixed together. He didn't know which piece was connected to each other was correct.

In other words, he felt a little bad. He had to look in the diary to get everything connected.

Was this situation good or bad? Could it be that his sequelae were even worse?

"Let’s go to your house. I wanna see that hoodie."

It was the most straightforward way. Were there any patterns on the hoodie? Were the patterns clearer

than he remembered?

"Go to my house?"

While Wendy was surprised, Brian had already stood up from his seat.

"Okay, go to my house."

Wendy smiled suddenly. It was a good opportunity to let them two get along alone. Her house was

given by Brian, so he must have different feelings for it.

Brian drove Wendy, thinking that they were going to Wendy's parents' house, but he didn't expect

Wendy to let him drive to her villa.

"You live here alone?"

Brian asked Wendy while driving.

"Yes, I live by myself. I have been suffering from insomnia since we broke up. I am afraid that I will

affect my parents' rest, and afraid that they will worry about me."

Wendy deliberately found a reason to make Brian feel sorry for her. She didn’t tell him that she had a

huge fight with her parents.

"Insomnia?"

Brian was stunned. If she had the insomnia since they broke up, it seemed that it had lasted for a long

time. It was bad for her health.

"I'm okay. If I can't sleep, I can take medicine. If I still can't fall asleep after taking the medicine, I can

play with my phone."

Wendy deliberately downplayed. Only by saying that could let Brian notice her.

"Go to see a doctor. The doctor can help you solve it."

Although Brian felt a little sorry for her, he was still very sensible. Regardless of whether Wendy's

insomnia had anything to do with him, all he could do was keep a distance from her.

"I went to see a doctor. The medicine was prescribed by the doctor. But the doctor said I needed the

help of a therapist."

Wendy deliberately described her illness so seriously. She didn't believe that Brian wouldn’t care about

her at all.

"Since it's so serious, go to a therapist. You have to solve it by yourself and move on, others can't help

you."

Brian indeed felt a little sorry. He didn't expect Wendy to suffer so much during this period of time. But

he couldn't help Wendy. Otherwise, Wendy would rely more and more on him.

"Oh... I think so. Brian..."

"We’re here."

Wendy was extremely disappointed. She just wanted to get close to him, and wanted to find the original

feeling. But Brian suppressed all her thoughts.

"Well, let’s get out of the car."

Wendy said.

Then she unfastened her seat belt and pushed open the car door, but Brian didn't move.

"Aren't you going in?"

Wendy asked expectantly.

"No. I'll wait in the car."

Brian replied, without any plans to go in.

He had also experienced a lot, knowing that there were things that he couldn’t do, or leave a chance for

anyone to gossip.

"Go in for a cup of coffee."

Wendy still wanted to invite him in. It was a pity to lose such a good chance.

"I just drank coffee and don't want to drink anymore. Go in and take it out. I'll wait here."

Brian said seriously.

"Well, wait for me."

Seeing Brian’s serious face, Wendy didn’t dare to say those words again.

Then she got off the car, closed the door, and walked directly to the villa.

Brian was not bored in the car either. He was still sorting out his disordered memory.

It seemed that he had to go back to the villa. He needed to look at the photo on the phone to feel at

ease.

Just as he raised his head inadvertently, he saw a figure that dodged quickly.

He had seen this figure.

Brian was sharp-eyed. He recognized that it was Jonny. But he still sat in the car and didn't move, as if

he didn't see him.

Jonny must have come to see Wendy. But what was the point of his hiding? Weren’t they good friends?

Did Jonny dodge because of seeing him?

Wendy came out soon, holding the black hoodie in her hand.

When she got into the car and handed it to Brian, he eagerly searched something on the hat of the

hoodie.

Turning it over and over again, no matter how he searched, he couldn't find the same pattern as in his

memory. Brian almost immediately concluded that Wendy was not that woman. But it was weird that

some evidence could prove that she was.

Now Brian was even more contradictory. After all, his memory was disordered. He didn't know which

was true and which was false.

Brian put down the hoodie and calmed down. He spread it flat, then took out his phone to take pictures.

"Why do you want to take pictures? Do you also miss it?"

Wendy asked in confusion. She didn't forget to lie even when she asked.

Brian didn’t answer her. He returned the hoodie to Wendy after taking the pictures.

"Are you going home or..."

"I'm going to the coffee shop to get my car. Drive me back here."

How could Wendy go home? She had already lost a good chance. She didn't want to miss the other

one.

Although she couldn't do anything in the car, she could make herself a little bit more pitiful by speaking

something. She thought it was helpful to her.

However, to her disappointment, Brian kept his face stern and didn't say a word on the way back to the

coffee shop. Her expectations were all dead.

After Brian drove Wendy back, he went directly to the villa on the mountain.

After finding the phone, he looked up the picture and compared it carefully.

The photo was very blurry. Although Brian didn’t fully remember the situation at the time, he could

imagine that it must be very urgent when the photo was taken.

He compared the photo with Wendy's hoodie. There were many differences. It seemed that the hoodie

in that photo did have a pattern.

It was hard to see what the pattern was, but the color seemed to be light gray. However, Wendy's

hoodie didn’t have the pattern.

Brian was so furious instantly.

It was enough to prove that Wendy was lying. She was not that woman at all.

But since it wasn't her, how did she know those details?

Brian was lost in thought. After thinking about it for a long time, he had a headache. But he hadn't

figured out what was going on yet.

By the time he gave up thinking about it, it was almost time for the children to end school.

He hurried to the school to pick up the children. During this period, there was no call, so he forgot to

call Winnie.

Brian planned to go to the hospital to take care of Winnie after driving the children home. But what he

didn't expect was that Winnie was already at home.

"Mom…"

"Don’t come over."

When the two children wanted to care about their mother, Winnie stopped them from approaching with

a hoarse voice.

"You can't approach me. I’m going upstairs. You are not allowed to follow me."

Winnie walked upstairs as she said, fearing that she might infect her children.

"Why are you back?"

Brian asked Winnie. He was not prepared at all, and no one notified him that Winnie was leaving the

hospital.

"I felt okay, so I came back. I asked to be discharged from the hospital."

"You are so busy. If you stay with me in the hospital all day, I think it will affect your work."

"You don't have to go to the hospital after getting off work. Raya can take care of me."

Winnie went upstairs while answering, but she didn’t look back at Brian.

"You haven't recovered yet. Why did you ask to be discharged from the hospital? I have arranged my

work and it won't be affected."

Brian knew Winnie didn’t get fully recovered. He was so worried about her! © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"I’m fine. I just have a cold. I don’t have to stay in the hospital."

"It’s the same to stay at home. Tomorrow I will go to the hospital for an infusion. You can go to work

normally."

Winnie said in a relaxing tone, but she didn’t show any her real thoughts on her face.