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.

saw what the meds were, she froze. Wait. Those are the birth control pills I put in my bag. She

remembered it? Anything you want to say for

know what you’re talking

know? You just don’t want to admit it, right? You want to cut

petrified, and she gaped

tore his clothes apart,

The pain finally made Rachel cry,

was pulling her hair, thrusting fiercely with every pull, as if he was releasing all his anger with each movement. “You’re not the one who can decide whether you get knocked up. Don’t even think of cutting off your ties

Even though Justin

criminal activity that would go unpunished went on late into the night. When he was done, Justin, now a rapist, stormed

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

here for breakfast, he asked Mrs.

Duncan was setting the table, but her

last night. Honestly, how did she even manage to rile Justin up that much? Couldn’t even sleep well for Pete’s sake. Alright, enough about them.

like eating. After breakfast was done, he went

so he spun the doorknob. It was unlocked, so he got in with no problem, but when he saw the scene,

only covered by a thin blanket, and she was curled up like a ball on the bed.

for a while before approaching

her ankle, and it was bruised. Her shoulders were splattered with bruises too. When she saw Julian

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

Rachel