My Mute Bride

Chapter 87 Don’t Cry, Rachel

Rachel’s face was starting to contort from the grip.

The pain was making her cry, but Justin showed no signs of stopping. In fact, he gripped her even tighter. “Understand?”

Rachel nodded with difficulty, and her tears streamed down her cheek, falling onto the back of Justin’s hand.

“Have you seen Jefferey before you were discharged? Did he give you a listening device and asked you to install it in my car?”

Rachel nodded. The moment she did so, Justin’s grip tightened even further, almost crushing her face, and it suffocated her.

“I protected your grandmother, and this is how you repay me?” If looks could kill, Rachel would have been dead by now.

Rachel shook her head fervently and struggled with all her might, trying to explain herself. By accident, she toppled the glass of water and medicine on the table, splashing the water everywhere.

The sight of those medicines drove Justin further into his fury. He was reminded of something, and he flung her onto the bed.

The back of her head crashed against the edge, and she started seeing stars, while her consciousness started to fade.

“You’ve been working with Jefferey ever since you married me. You’ve been getting information he needs and using us to control your family’s company. And you plan to back out the moment you finish the job.”

No. I didn’t.

“No? Then what’s this?” He picked up the meds and hurled it at her. “Then what’s this?!” he roared.

with fear. When she finally saw what the meds were, she froze. Wait. Those are the birth control pills I put in my bag. She didn’t find it when Frankie gave her the bag back, so she thought they

Anything you want to

what you’re

it, right? You want to cut all ties with us, right? Been contacting a

petrified, and she gaped

get away with that!” He tore his clothes apart,

finally made Rachel cry,

up. Don’t even think of cutting off your ties with us. Not unless I get

at first, but her strength left her eventually. Even though Justin was

he was done, Justin, now a rapist, stormed off and slammed the door shut, the impact causing the room to

up into the ceiling, but she couldn’t even feel an inch

Rachel wasn’t here for breakfast,

Duncan was setting the table, but her expression was odd.

“Why do you care? The whole house was shaken last night. Honestly, how did she even manage to rile Justin up

was worried, and he didn’t feel like eating. After breakfast was done, he went upstairs to

the door, but suddenly, he had a bad feeling about it, so he spun the doorknob. It was unlocked, so he got in with no problem, but when he saw the scene,

she was curled up like a ball on the bed. She noticed Julian, but she didn’t even show any reaction. Her eyes were empty, like two little

stood there for a while before approaching her carefully. “What

bruises too. When she saw

about to hold her hand, but what he saw next stopped him. The bed was caked in blood; some were dried and black, while some were fresh. Obviously, she just bled out earlier. “Did Justin do

Rachel