My Mute Bride

“The police are still investigating exactly what happened. Apparently, he received an anonymous text and left his office in the afternoon. In the end, he was beaten up.”

Hans has a good temper and had just returned to the country. Who could he have offended?

Shaking her head, Janice said, “He’s a lawyer, and it’s very often that they offend someone. It’s not something surprising. We’ll have to wait for the police investigations to know the details.” When she saw the injury on Rachel’s legs, she added, “Let’s attend to your wounds first. I’ll take you there.”

At the debridement department of the hospital, the doctor bandaged Rachel’s wounds and left her with advice such as avoiding contact with water and such, to which she nodded obediently.

After Hans had his surgery done, he was wheeled into a ward, and Rachel stayed with him in the room. Later, Janice received a call and said that she had to leave at the last minute.

Go ahead. I’ll stay here. It’s fine.

“Please keep him company for a while then.”

On the hospital bed, Hans lay there with seven or eight stitches on his forehead, and he was still unconscious because the anesthetic had yet to wear off.

As Rachel tucked him under the blanket properly, her heart was in a mess. Hans had just returned to the country and barely received any cases. Why would he suddenly offend someone who would beat him up so badly?

“Is Hans staying in this hospital?” A familiar voice came from the door.

Jolted away from her thoughts, Rachel turned and saw that the door was pushed open as Justin stormed in in his black suit.

With a bang, the door closed behind him, and Rachel sprang up suddenly. The piercing pain in her knee made her face contorted with agony.

Justin’s gaze went past her and fell on the bed behind her. “This is the emergency you told me? It is an emergency… if it’s a funeral.”

In an instant, Rachel felt as though she had fallen into a pit, and she stepped backward subconsciously until her thigh was pressed against the side of the bed. She held onto the rail at the end of the bed for support.

Looking at her coldly, Justin asked, “Don’t you have an explanation for me?”

blood type. The blood bank in the hospital doesn’t

like a madman without any regard for your

sorry. All of a sudden, she felt a tightness in her throat, and her hands stopped mid air

down at her from above, enveloping her in a dark shadow. She stopped breathing as he hissed,

Rachel shook her head lifelessly and struggled to gesture.

at all that pure friendship could exist between a man and a woman. It seemed impossible to him that a man who was willing to travel thousands of miles

your hands and come running toward him without a care whenever this friend of yours is in trouble? Is he the

In those innocent eyes of hers, hot tears rolled around

look appeared in Justin’s eyes because a hand was suddenly grabbing the hem of his suit, and

gotten a hold of Justin’s

drained of color now. She yelled wildly in her mind, Let go quickly, Hans! Let

for it!” Justin growled,

tiny gap in her throat for air was also blocked. In her dizziness, she felt herself being thrown to

he barked, “Someone, come here and

and she saw two bodyguards barging into the room, but nobody from outside had the guts

madman, Rachel lunged forward and flung herself on

of that, Justin merely

“Rae!”

grab her, but the bodyguards peeled her away from him

then sat down

of wood and smashed it into Hans’ calf

“Argh!”

echoed in

sockets, and his face was covered in cold sweat. Even though he was in so much pain that his veins were popping, he gritted his

his hand and moved two