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?”

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

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

of a sudden, she felt a tightness in her throat, and

stopped breathing as he hissed, “I’ve warned you before, Rachel. As long as you’re still Mrs. Burton, you have to stay away from other men. Looks like you didn’t listen to a word I said,

lifelessly and struggled to gesture.

man himself, he didn’t believe at all that pure friendship could exist between a man and a woman. It seemed impossible to him

a care whenever this friend of yours is in trouble? Is he the most important

those innocent eyes of hers, hot tears rolled around before falling down and dripping on the back of

Justin’s eyes because a hand was suddenly

gotten a hold of Justin’s clothes. “Let her go!”

yelled wildly in her mind, Let go

asking for it!” Justin growled, his

abruptly lifted her neck, which was held in a death grip, and the last tiny gap in her throat for air was also

in her ears as he barked, “Someone,

bomb exploding in her head, and she saw two bodyguards

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

merely spat coldly, “Pull

“Rae!”

bloodshot as he struggled to grab her, but the

down on it and said emotionlessly, “Do

a piece of wood

“Argh!”

echoed

was in

his hand and