My Mute Bride

Julian didn’t even look at his mother. Instead, he asked Rachel, “Are you alright? Is Charlotte fine?”

Rachel shook her head.

“You guys go on ahead. I’ll deal with this.” Julian held Rachel’s shoulders and pushed her out of the ward.

If it weren’t for the fact that Sue was Julian’s mother, Rachel would have doubled down on the insults and violence. The moment she got out of the ward, she ran into someone familiar. “I thought you’re on a business trip.” Rachel was surprised.

“Not until tomorrow morning.” Justin answered.

“So everything Sue said earlier…”

“I heard it.”

Since he was acting calm, Rachel thought he was on Sue’s side, and she sneered silently. Guess they’re birds of a feather, huh?

Julian came out a short while later.

Before he could say anything, Sue went past him, looking furious. Apparently, Julian told her something, so she only glared at Rachel and left without a word.

Julian said, “My mother can be annoying sometimes, Rachel. Just ignore her.”

“It’s fine. I don’t mind.” Rachel smiled at Julian. “Thanks for helping me out. I mean it.”

At the side, however, Justin’s face fell.

Julian lifted his wrist and looked at the time. “Why don’t I treat you to a meal? As an apology for my mother’s behavior.”

“No need for that.”

“Sure!”

who said no,

yes? Charlotte just got out of hospital. She needs

tugged on his suit pants and blinked at Justin. “But

then.

Charlotte up and left. “Chop chop, you two.” After he was gone, only Rachel

furious, but Rachel only felt like laughing.

mad?” Justin stared at her like she

are you worried? We’re just gonna go have

popping

stood on tiptoe and inched closer to him, their noses almost touching. “You’re nervous, Justin.” She put her hand on his shoulder, and his heart skipped a beat. “And your heart’s beating pretty loudly.” A smile curled her lips, sucking him in.

face fell. As he saw her off,

together in the restaurant, while Julian and Justin took up

about to get her drink after it was served, but Julian stopped her. “Hold it.” He tested the temperature and handed it back to the waiter right in front of

don’t want black

Julian’s decision was final. “You know you have a bad stomach. Iced coffee

Rachel pouted.

the overly friendly conversation was

do you have a

head. “No, I don’t.

Charlotte, do you want your mommy to be healthy, or

pushed Rachel’s salad away. “This one is cold as well, so you shouldn’t eat this, Mommy. Have some soup. Great-grandpa told me it’s

eye on Rachel. She kept asking her mother to have more veggies and

she felt touched as well. For so many years, she’d thought Charlotte would be angry at her because

Though only

Dr. Peters. This is for all the time I went against

anger flared

wash his hands, then Justin came in. “You came back all of a sudden. Should have