My Mute Bride

“Is this why you quit your former job and went to work at the Burton Group?” Janice looked at Rachel. “Did Justin ask you to look into it?”

Rachel averted her eyes in the face of Janice’s questioning. I have something else to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first.

“Hey!” Since she was unable to stop Rachel, Janice could only watch as her car drove off into the distance.

When Rachel reached Nancy’s place, she pressed the doorbell several times, but nobody answered the door. Just then, the door of the opposite house suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out. “Are you Madam Tiller’s granddaughter?” She looked Rachel up and down with a look of puzzlement. “Madam Tiller has been sent to the hospital. Don’t you know that?”

Immediately, Rachel’s expression changed upon hearing the woman’s words.

When Rachel arrived at Tran-Q’s emergency department in a hurry, she nearly bumped into a nurse holding some medicine. She gesticulated at the medical staff at the nurses’ station for a long time, but no one understood what she meant.

Just then, a familiar male voice sounded from behind. “Rachel?”

Hi, Julian. Rachel turned around to see Julian. After she explained the situation to him, Julian asked the staff at the nurses’ station. Upon learning that Nancy was receiving emergency treatment, he hurriedly took Rachel there.

“Hi, Madam Tiller.”

“Hey.” Nancy, who was lying on the sickbed, was startled for a moment when she saw Julian and Rachel. “Why are you here, Rachel?”

Rachel’s eyes were red with worry. How are you, Grandma?

“Oh, I’m fine. I just took a tumble and grazed my skin; it will heal once I go home and apply some cream to it. But Victor was worried, and he insisted on sending me to the hospital.”

Rachel followed Nancy’s gaze and saw the young man standing nearby. It’s you?

The young man’s blond hair was particularly obtrusive in the white-painted emergency department. Isn’t he the young man who had a fit of epilepsy in the neighborhood that day? Rachel thought to herself.

is old, and I was worried that it would be bad if she had a sprain or

shook her head. Thank

took Rachel’s hand. “I have to thank Victor for helping me catch the thief. Didn’t you say that you were coming over for dinner? I thought of going out to buy some fish, and I ended up having my handbag snatched. I went after the thief, but I fell while doing

you go after a thief at such an old age? You shouldn’t have done that. Rachel was exasperated. What

as long as Madam Tiller is okay. I have asked the doctor who applied medicine

did Rachel breathe a sigh of relief. Still, her heart ached a lot when she saw the gauze

Nancy’s knee.

car, whereas Julian went out after them and handed the medicine to Rachel.

days, so you don’t have to

Thank you.

car. Then, he asked with a

We

mindful of guarding against harm from others, Rachel. This

with this young

door, she pointed toward the bedroom and signaled for the young

sure. Why don’t you stay for dinner as well, Victor? I have to thank you for

hand, but Rachel

bedroom, Rachel poured the young man a cup of tea. Then, she keyed in a sentence on her phone’s screen

“It’s nothing-that’s what I should do. You saved my life before, and this is nothing

contained inside. It was a thick stack consisting of banknotes in small denominations, including banknotes of 100, 50, 20, and even five bucks. Victor then explained, “This is for covering my medical expenses last time. I haven’t collected enough money yet, so I can only give you this much for the time being. I’ll work to return the rest of

bit.”

pushed the envelope back to him. ‘It’s

keep it,” the young man said stubbornly. “I never owe anyone

subject for the time being. So you’ve been helping Grandma by her side these days?’ She had heard from Nancy several times that a young man often helped her around and scrambled to help with all the dirty and heavy work. At first, Rachel thought the young man