My Mute Bride

“Mrs. Burton, have some herbal soup.”

Thanks, Miss Jennifer.

Rachel was reading a book on the couch with a sweater draped over her when Jennifer came with a bowl of soup.

The recently disgruntled Rachel had finally managed to recover a little thanks to Jennifer’s help in taking care of her by providing nutritious food.

“Why are you thanking me? All these bowls of herbal soup were sent by Frankie. He had been sending these tonics for the past two days and it would be a waste if you don’t eat them.”

While she drank the soup, Rachel glanced at one corner of the living room where Frankie placed all the tonics

earlier from the corner of her eye.

Although Justin hadn’t visited for the past few days, the items at home still continued to arrive as Frankie would swing by with bags after bags of things every morning.

Even though Rachel didn’t talk to Justin, she still acknowledged everything that he did.

Miss Jennifer, thank you for the past two days.

“You’re welcome.” Jennifer pointed at the kitchen. “There’s still more herbal soup in the kitchen. You should drink some since you haven’t eaten lunch yet, Frankie. I’ll go and get some for you.”

“It’s fine,” came Frankie’s reply.

Nevertheless, Jennifer still proceeded to the kitchen despite his refusal.

At the same time, Rachel placed her bowl of herbal soup back on the table before she lowered her head to read her book

Upon seeing that, Frankie hesitantly responded, “Mrs. Burton, the reason why President Burton hasn’t been returning home is because he’s afraid that you’ll lose your appetite at his sight. He actually cares about you.”

However, she snorted.

For the past six months, everything that Justin had done made her feel like throwing the towel. As for Hans and Grandma’s deaths, which one of them wasn’t caused by him? What is he trying to do by being nice to me again?

isn’t him caring for me; this

like me, he would never let anyone have me

that.” Frankie didn’t know how to defend Justin. “Do you

I? Rachel shot Frankie a cold look. If she was

her, though. He already asked his men to withdraw the second it

to withdraw? Still, he made the police report! If he hadn’t done so,

President Burton made a police report? When

bars in exchange for Nancy. He even

moment, Rachel sat up in disbelief. That’s impossible.

illnesses acted up again, which was why she passed away the second day after she was kidnapped. The only reason why the kidnappers continued to mess around with us

immediately turned pale. That’s not possible. How

holding

on her lap before tears started to drop on the page. Her vision became

don’t know who made the police report, but it’s definitely not President Burton since he went for the deal alone. If it weren’t for the police, something might have already

that she had made up in her mind. It was

to make a fool out of

truth was the complete opposite of

been staying at the company all this time and

left, Rachel was left alone as she stared at

was already late,

from the window’s direction after a long time

Frankie’s words, Rachel finally decided to thrash

outside after she waited for a

thought she had misheard and went to open

here all

so? Well, it’s quiet here since the city is

Rachel

decorative object in this house anyway. Does anything I want to do or anyone I bring home concerns

those two voices, Rachel’s grip on the staircase’s rail tightened. Her fingernails dug deep into the rail as her

that in his eyes. I can’t believe that I was like a fool to have actually believed what Assistant Beckham claimed. I even thought that I