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.

He explained awkwardly. “Madam Tiller is old, and I was worried that it would be bad if she had a sprain or bone fracture, so I brought

her

thank Victor for helping me catch the thief. Didn’t you say that you were coming over for dinner? I

You shouldn’t have done that. Rachel was exasperated. What should I do if anything happens

by saying, “It’s fine as long as Madam Tiller is okay. I have asked the doctor who applied medicine to her wound-it’s

breathe a sigh of relief. Still, her heart ached a lot when she

Nancy’s knee.

whereas Julian went out after them and handed the medicine

next few days, so you don’t have to be

Thank you.

at Rachel’s car. Then, he asked with a frown,

guess so. We met

of guarding against harm from

to be quite familiar with this young man. Besides, she felt somewhat disturbed

place. After opening the door, she pointed toward the bedroom and signaled for the young man to

stay for dinner as well, Victor? I have to thank you for what

but

Rachel poured the young man a cup of tea. Then, she keyed in a sentence on her phone’s screen and showed it to him. Thank you

this is nothing compared to it. By the

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 the money

bit.”

pushed the envelope back to him.

young

the 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 was