My Mute Bride

At the mention of this, Rudy got all worked up. “Look, you’ve been amnesiac for so long. Maybe you’ll remember everything if a woman comes and jolts your senses awake.”

In reply, Justin looked at him coldly and said, “No thanks.”

His gaze was so cold that Rudy decided to shut it. “Fine, I don’t want to be bothered about it, either.”

Meanwhile, in a booth on the first floor, Jolly pushed a bottle of beer into Rachel’s hand and said loudly, “Everyone, a round of drinks for my good friend! From now on, Chris will be an official member of our drinking group!”

“A round of drinks, everyone!”

“Welcome, Chris!”

The beer foam splashed out of the bottle from the clinking of bottles, and Rachel’s face remained unchanged from chugging down a bottle of beer.

“Hey, Jolly, your friend seems to hold her liquor pretty well.”

“Of course! She’s my bestie!”

“Must you beat about the bush, Timmy? You just wanted to say she looks gorgeous, right?”

“Oh, shut it. So, is Chris single?”

Giving that guy a kick, Jolly then said, “She’s not for your taking even if she’s single. Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Do you really think you’re good enough for Chris?”

The group laughed as they joked around, and Rachel was smiling the entire time without turning down anyone, whether they were offering a drink or a guessing game. After all, she had known Jolly for five years, and she had lost count of the times she had been to a club with her.

On the other side, the DJ was blasting the music, and Jolly bobbed her head to the beat as she sat in the booth. A place like this was her natural habitat. “I’m going to the dance floor. You guys enjoy yourselves. And take care of Chris for me.”

With that said, she picked up a bottle of beer and disappeared onto the dance floor. Amidst the lights and alcohol, the movement of the crowd made Rachel’s eyes giddy.

While she took another sip of the beer, she suddenly saw a familiar figure coming down from the second floor and walking toward the direction of the washroom. Immediately, her eyes narrowed.

small place, either. Less than a day after her return, she had run into Justin

Chris?” Jolly’s sidekick,

beer on the table, she answered, “Nothing. I’m going to the

me

okay. I’ll

walked away from the music and people as she followed Justin deeper and deeper inside the building until less people passed by her. Just at the corner of the corridor, she lost

did he go? she wondered

a man walked out of the stairwell and asked coldly, “Who sent

froze, and the man shouted, “I’m

landed on her shoulder, Rachel turned around, grabbed his hand,

arms the next second with her arms around his neck. With a tipsy look, she mumbled, “Where did you go? I’ve been looking for

of alcohol rushed up into his nostrils, and he knitted his brows tightly together. “Hey,

before Justin could

“You,”

her head and kissed

and his first thought was to shove her aside. However, she held him tightly around his neck, and he couldn’t exert

he felt he was being taken advantage of. This woman must be crazy! he thought, giddy from the strong taste of alcohol in her

reason, and he actually felt a sense of familiarity-the light scent of this woman,

as he placed his hands on her waist naturally and kissed

Justin’s chest. Instantly, her body temperature rose, and she wondered if she was really confused and acting so passionately because of all the alcohol

her senses. With all her might, she pushed Justin

back of his head. His head was ringing with pain, and when he regained himself again, he saw that there was no one else at the stairwell except himself. Everything that happened earlier felt like a

after that. Instead, she took

she instructed the

happened in the last five years? she

even be thrown into confusion because of this man. She hated him, but how could hate exist

later, the major pharmaceutical companies of Riverdale held a joint exhibition of new drugs, gathering the journalists