My Mute Bride

“She can’t go now.”

As Coraline passed Rachel’s message, everyone was surprised.

“Why?” Victor stood up suddenly. “Is she scared of being found out by Justin?”

“No. She is pregnant.”

Everyone else was taken aback.

Although they had guessed that Rachel was pregnant when Julian mentioned that Flynn was the director of the gynecology department, it was still unbelievable to hear the truth right from Coraline’s mouth.

No one wanted to believe that Justin actually imprisoned a pregnant woman.

Victor said coldly to Gloria, “Are you still going to help him out now? He is a lunatic.”

Gloria bit her lip and had nothing to say.

Janice glanced at them. “Then what do we do now? What does Rachel want to do?”

Coraline replied, “We’ll have to wait until after she gives birth.”

“After she gives birth? Wouldn’t it be more troublesome to escape with a child?” Victor was puzzled.

Coraline hesitated for a while. “She said that she will leave the child behind.”

The room fell quiet all of a sudden.

No one could imagine how much Rachel was wronged and tortured to the point that she didn’t even want her child and only wanted to run away from that man.

Two months later, Justin officially announced the wedding date with Amber.

This meant the marriage between the Burton Group and Hudson Pharmaceuticals was set in stone. The Hudson Pharmaceuticals’ stock market had skyrocketed overnight, and its market value had doubled as well, effectively lifting them from the past turmoil.

On the night of the press conference, there was a gala dinner.

Amber held Justin’s hand and toasted with the guests with a smile.

“Thank you, Mr. Riley.”

“Congratulations!”

“Justin, the designer I invited from Italy has designed a few wedding dresses for me. Can you help me take a look at them later?”

“Just get whichever you want.”

Frankie hurriedly walked in from outside but stopped talking as soon as he saw Amber. “President Burton.”

Hearing that, Justin’s eyes narrowed as he let go of Amber. “I have something to deal with. You can go ahead first.”

aback by Justin’s action and was trying to hold him back to

to her assistant. “Follow them and find out what’s going

then, Justin and Frankie

“What is it?”

suddenly showed signs of premature

up? There’s supposed to still

that Mrs. Burton had accidentally fallen in the bathroom. Don’t worry,

froze. “Prepare a car-we’re going to the

what about the

banquet. Frankie glanced back, and while following Justin, he called the secretary to make

the

“Ah!”

the delivery bed with her legs spread apart-her jaw was tightly clenched, and

feel nothing but numbing pain in her

“Breathe in. Breathe out.”

“Push.”

amniotic sac had long broken, and she even

for a little bit more. Just a little bit more, and the baby will be

midwife’s voice rang in her

raised her neck high-it was covered in sweat from the

the operating room,

“How is she?”

bodyguard who sent Rachel here hurriedly stood up and said, “President Burton, s-she is still inside, and the doctor hasn’t come out. I’m not

the door of the operating room opened up, and a nurse came out from inside. “Which one of you is

“I am.”

Justin stepped forward immediately.

at him, the nurse asked Justin, “Who are

“I am her husband.”

give birth

any risks?

On top of that, she is giving birth prematurely. Now that the fetal position is not

Justin immediately signed his name on the consent form for

on while Justin stood in

everyone else, including Frankie, couldn’t stand it anymore, Justin stood straight and did nothing but stare at the operating

the early morning, the operation lights finally

a baby out of the ward. “Congratulations! It’s

anxiously,

mother and

sigh of relief before he lowered his head to see the child in the nurse’s arms. The pinkish baby was curled

many years, began to thaw from the inside out. His eyes were

his first

the anesthetic passed, Rachel, who had been out

up.

was late at night when she regained consciousness, and as she moved her hands, she found that her hand was being held-only

a sudden, Justin woke up, his