My Mute Bride

After seeing his client, Justin hurried to the hospital.

Upon entering the ward, he saw Gloria sitting on the bed while having her meal. “You’re early today. Have you eaten? Want to share?”

“I’m good. I had lunch with a client just now.”

“I see. If you had come even earlier, you would’ve met Rachel. Look, she made some chicken soup for me. It was fish soup yesterday. Though fish soup helps with recovery, she said it’s better to switch to other flavors

at times.”

Justin was baffled by this, and he promptly asked, “She’s been coming every day?”

“Yeah. Ever since I got hospitalized, she visited me every single day with various kinds of meals. She even insists on preparing them herself because takeaways are too greasy and it’s best I avoid them.”

“Why have I never seen her?”

“Perhaps she’s avoiding the time that you would come.”

Gloria looked into his eyes and continued, “You truly went overboard last time. If I were in her shoes, it would’ve been hard for me as well. Why don’t you take the chance to talk about it with her?”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Justin, you’re always holding back your thoughts and behaving like you’re the coldest man in the world.”

“Eat up. I’ll go get some fruit.”

Having said that, Justin exited the ward.

Upon his exit, Gloria turned to the piling baskets of fruit and snorted.

Get some fruits? Does he think I’m a child?

On the other hand, Rachel was cleaning the vegetables in the kitchen while Nancy was watching TV in the living room.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

“Victor! He’s always forgetting his keys!”

Nancy nagged as she walked to the door.

Since she feared that her grandmother would fall victim to more accidents, Rachel had given Victor a duplicate house key.

“Excuse me?”

still remember me, Madam Tiller?

and rushed out from

“Mrs. Burton.”

in a daze, Frankie had the men behind him start moving things into

that Madam Tiller was injured some time ago, so he decided to provide some self

for this. I haven’t even finished using

it too seriously. Do you mind stepping aside, Madam Tiller? We don’t want to

men carrying a massage

the furniture in the living room to prevent any unwanted

your young master, then?” Nancy interrogated Frankie. “It’s been so long since he’s married Rae, yet

right downstairs. There are still things left to

Downstairs?

hearing that, Rachel could feel her heart thumping, and she immediately stopped her

I’ll go down for

Rachel’s anxiousness and she yelled as the latter was

reached downstairs, Rachel saw Justin just getting out of the car. His hands were tucked in the pockets of his slacks

here? There was nothing on Rachel’s

Nancy’s unit, Justin then queried, “Did you like the

remember having

behaved like a wary wolf that was

sending some

is that so? Is it as

signed rather hastily as she was

the person that she cared about most in the entire Riverdale would be her grandmother. Thus, rather than ‘sending gifts’, it felt more like he was hinting at her not to do anything rash or have any

disappeared into thin air. “You’re overthinking

pulled open the car door, seeming like he was about to enter the

and was about to go back upstairs. However, she was

“Rae!”

as he walked over to her with a bright smile on his face. “Fresh fish from the market. I heard you wanted to make some fish soup, so I got

emotions. Then, she

conversing with Rachel the moment he shut the door. At

up the stairs with Grandpa Irwin, they

I can see

made eye contact with Grandpa Irwin on the narrow staircase, Frankie’s eyes instantaneously turned darker as he signaled

Grandpa Irwin screamed as two