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?”

and he has a rare blood type. The blood bank

a madman without any regard for your life, just because of a

an emergency. I’m sorry. All of a sudden, she felt a tightness in

above, enveloping her in a dark shadow. She stopped breathing as he hissed, “I’ve

head lifelessly and struggled to gesture.

could exist between a man and a woman. It seemed impossible to him that a man who was

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

by his grip, Rachel was unable to make a sound, and her face was turning blue. In those innocent eyes of hers, hot tears rolled around before falling down and dripping on the back of the man’s

a hand was suddenly grabbing the hem of his

woken up and had gotten a hold of Justin’s clothes. “Let her go!” he cried

of color now. She yelled wildly in her

Justin

a death grip, and the last tiny gap in her

voice in her ears as he barked, “Someone, come here

a bomb exploding in her head, and she saw two bodyguards barging into the room, but nobody

Rachel lunged forward and flung herself on Hans. Don’t

that, Justin merely spat coldly,

“Rae!”

to grab her, but the bodyguards peeled her away from him forcefully and dragged her aside

chair, Justin then sat down on it

the bodyguards raised a piece of wood and smashed it into Hans’ calf with full

“Argh!”

echoed in the ward for

sweat. Even though he was in so much pain that his veins were popping, he gritted his

lifted his hand and moved two