My Mute Bride

Blinking, Rachel spread her hands and sighed. “We were once married, after all. I’ve only been gone for five years, and you’ve wiped me out of your mind completely. How heartless of you, Justin Burton.”

Looking at his shocked expression, Amber couldn’t help but turn stiff.

When the exhibition ended, Justin left Amber at the venue and left by himself. “What the hell is going on?” he shouted at Frankie the moment he got back to his office in Burton Group. “Isn’t she dead already? So what’s this now? A zombie?”

With his forehead covered in cold sweat, Frankie explained tentatively, “Back then, the doctor said that you couldn’t deal with another blow, so the old master ordered everyone not to mention a word about Mrs. Burton and to just say that she’s dead…”

“So none of you ever told me about any details of her, and there isn’t even a picture?”

“It’s true that there were no pictures.”

“What?”

Sighing helplessly, Frankie said, “You should ask Old Mr. Burton about Mrs. Burton. Please don’t put me in a tight spot.”

He was just an employee, and Arthur had already made his orders very clear. So, since five years ago, nobody dared to mention the name ‘Rachel in front of Justin. But, who would dare to?

Seeing how furious he was, Frankie asked cautiously, “Um, President Burton, should I tell the HR department to prepare for her dismissal?”

“Her dismissal?” Justin shot him an angry glare. “We poached her from SG Pharma, and it took us six months to find someone as outstanding as her. Who will replace her if she’s dismissed?”

While Frankie was displaying a sheepish expression, Justin added, “Keep her for now. And tell the HR department to keep looking for a suitable candidate.”

“Yes, President Burton. But, aren’t you the least curious about what happened in the past?”

For the past five years, nobody dared to mention Rachel, and neither did Justin ask anyone about her.

“Not at all,” he answered curtly. “I’m just concerned about the results she can bring to Burton Pharmaceuticals.”

Silently, Frankie gushed, He’s indeed fit to be the boss! Even if he has lost his memories, he isn’t a tiny bit interested to know anything about his ex-wife even though she showed up right in front of him now. Hats off to his level of indifference!

her office in Burton Pharmaceuticals. She was on the phone

he really doesn’t remember anything about you at

at all.” She was the one who first brought up the term ‘ex-wife, and

checking up on his situation over the years. Everything seemed pretty normal except for

“What is it?”

secretly suppressing Hudson Pharmaceuticals. It was obvious to everyone that they were in a rush to acquire it. However, at that time, the Burton Group suddenly put an end to their acquisition

baffled her, and she couldn’t figure anything out for the moment. “Let’s leave this for now. Regardless whether he really lost his memories or how much he forgot, I’ll still go ahead with

you plan

the surveillance evidence might be in his house,

at Justin’s mansion with some documents, and

Ding dong, ding dong.

the inside. “Hello,

have something here for President Burton,” Rachel began and showed the servant her business card. “He told me

a look at the business card, her expression remained unchanged. “I’m sorry, but you should look for Mr. Burton at the company. He has instructed us not to allow anyone

shut the door with a loud

Rachel gasped after she was snubbed. What’s wrong with Justin? He’s not

voice sounded from above. “Hey, why are you at

head to look up, Rachel saw a little girl hanging over the railing

was her daughter whom she had to leave behind in Riverdale after she gave birth to her. For five whole

question! Why are you here to look for my daddy? Do you like him and want to marry

I’m here to discuss something with

every woman who comes

say, Rachel simply answered, “I’m really not here to marry him. Since he’s not around, I’m leaving

balcony. “I didn’t say you

tell that she was a pampered child, but her spoiled ways were not annoying at

know how to bake

asked

she said, “Don’t go. I’ll open the