My Mute Bride

Once Justin got downstairs, he saw Mary and Charlotte baking cookies together. When he turned to look at the washroom on the first floor, the door was shut, and the lights were turned on inside. However, there wasn’t any noise coming from the inside. Suspicion gathered in his eyes as he walked toward the washroom. “Are you in there?”

There wasn’t any reply. Justin knocked on the door twice. “Rachel?” There was still no reply. Justin’s gaze darkened. He seemed to recall something as he hastily reached for the door handle. Right as he pushed the door open, the flushing sound came from inside the washroom.

“Are you a pervert or something?” Rachel screamed as she hurriedly pulled her skirt down.

Justin froze for a moment before he turned to face his back against her. “Why didn’t you say anything if you were in there?”

“Would you talk to someone outside while you’re in the toilet? I don’t have weird habits like you! Aren’t you going to leave yet? Are you done looking?” she barked. Justin’s face turned pale as he reached his hand to shut the washroom door.

Rachel finally heaved a sigh of relief once the door was shut. She held onto the wall and slowly lowered herself to sit onto the toilet bowl. She looked down to remove her high heels before she gently touched her feet. A sharp pain shot through her legs immediately-it hurt so much that cold sweat began to form on her skin. She inhaled sharply in response to the pain. Not everyone could manage to climb down from the second floor, after all.

After washing her hands, Rachel glanced at the mirror and calmed herself down a little before she walked out of the washroom. Justin was nowhere to be seen when she passed by the living room, so she assumed that he had gone upstairs.

“Hurry up and come here, Mommy. I made a little duck cookie!” Charlotte’s voice came from the kitchen. Rachel came back to her senses. “I’m coming!” she replied.

Rachel had only been gone for a while, but Charlotte had already managed to fill the baking tray with cookie doughs that had been removed from their molds. There were all sorts of odd shapes that filled the tray. Rachel pointed helplessly at an oddly shaped pulp. “Miss Charlotte, can you tell me which mold you made this piece from?”

The young kid spread her lips into a wide grin as she held her fingers out to Rachel. “With this mold!! wanted to make a duck, but we don’t have any molds for ducks. That’s why I had to use my own hands.”

“You little rascal.” Rachel pinched Charlotte’s nose playfully. “Please get her to wash her hands, Mary. I think these biscuits can be baked soon. The previous batch should be done by now.”

Burton. Can you bring Charlotte to

as she seemed like she was about to say something. Charlotte spoke up before Mary

had just returned to his study a while ago, and he was back to flipping through documents at his desk.

one sending me tea?”

clothes. You wanted tea, didn’t you? sent it over since I had nothing else to do.” Rachel lowered the tray onto the side of the

tea filled the room immediately. Justin’s eyes widened after he took a

is it? Is there any issue?”

the cup. The taste of the tea was really familiar, and it seemed to remind him of something. It tasted even better than the tea that Mary made him-it felt almost as if this was the tea that he used to drink regularly. Could I have

I’m crossing your boundaries when

He returned to

heard Mary telling me that Charlotte hasn’t been

“Why are you asking

like to know the

complicated, and Charlotte doesn’t like it.

going to make her stay at home forever? Is she not going to interact with the rest of the outside world? The only people around her now are the maids, the security guards, and

frowned. “Are you questioning

feel like it’s an

“No,” he muttered.

the way she talks and acts is a little too mature for her age?” Rachel had already realized this since the

up without a mother. However, Justin was too lenient with his love for his daughter-it