My Mute Bride

Rachel shook her head. My stomach feels sick. Maybe I ate something bad.

“Let’s order something that goes easy on your stomach, then.”

As her gaze drifted away to a spot far away, Rachel could see Amber having dinner with Justin. Because of the distance, she couldn’t hear what they were saying at all, but she could clearly see him

Unknowingly, her hand was gripping the tablecloth underneath the table tightly. Although she was aware that Justin was merely putting up a show with Amber, she was still upset.

Since when did every move that man made affect her heartstrings so greatly? In addition, his contact with any woman would break her heart.

For some unknown reason, she suddenly thought of Gloria. If he could act that attentive with Amber even though it’s just a pretense, then how is he treating Gloria? she wondered.

“What are you looking at?” Hans asked, twisting his head backward as he followed her gaze, but she suddenly grabbed him. “What happened?”

Let’s go to another restaurant. A dark shadow hovered over her eyes.

At night, when all the Burtons had already turned in for the night, Rachel went downstairs to make herself a cup of tea. She ran into Justin who had just returned.

You’re back so late.

“Yeah,” Justin uttered, taking off his jacket and tossing it casually on the couch.

Seeing that he wasn’t going to bother about her, Rachel felt snubbed, and she strode into the kitchen to make her tea with a gloomy look on her face.

Recently, she had spent several late nights as she was busy gathering information about Hudson Pharmaceuticals.

With only the wall lights turned on, the kitchen was a little dingy, and Rachel opened the overhead

cabinet to look for the tea leaves while waiting for the water to boil. After she finally saw the container, she realized that it was placed furthest on the inside, and it was difficult for her to reach it with her height.

door. In a nonchalant voice which carried a soft tobacco scent, he asked, “What do you

traveled up her nose, and she felt

at the spot, and Justin passed her the

cup when she remembered that he

she could, he asked, “How are things golng with Hudson

about to sign something, turned stiff, and she tasted something bitter from her throat. I found some loopholes, but they aren’t enough to hit any critical points. Jefferey and his employees still don’t trust me at the moment, so maybe I still

people from the Investigation Bureau are also investigating Hudson

happened at the restaurant and couldn’t help but ask. Are you still

his head to look at her with a thoughtful look in his eyes, he asked,

her to get the information on

find out about

recollected herself.

boiling water. As Justin watched her back while she was busy, the

evening popped up in his mind. “Did you hear about

Rachel stopped her hand mid-air while she was pouring

did you go this

had dinner

asked in a growl, taking a step closer to her. “Do I

her waist against the kitchen counter, she had no other place to

his broad palms on both her sides, he leaned down and warned, “Rachel, I did promise you that we’re merely cooperating with each other, but this doesn’t mean that you can go out on a date with another man

nothing else between us.

you.” His voice was incredibly icy, and there was not a shard of warmth in his eyes.

Rachel was wholly frightened.

from that friend, Officer Hawkins, of yours.” With that said, he left the kitchen

away in the living room as she held her clammy palms tightly. When she heard the door closing upstairs, she suddenly twirled around and started retching into the washbasin.

time when she was having the bitter aftertaste in her throat, her chest was also feeling tight with bitterness. A sharp sting