My Mute Bride

At that moment, a woman with a bun tied on her head stretched her back and rotated her neck side to side.

“I did it!”

As Rachel poured Jolly a cup of tea, she cautioned, “Don’t exaggerate. You might be sued for defamation if you try to provoke Amber.”

“What do I have to be afraid of? Do I seem like I’m short of money to pay for the litigation fee and compensation? No matter how long it takes–even if I lose the lawsuit, I’ll let that little b*tch have a taste of what cyberbullying feels like! I’m going to return violence for violence!” Jolly exclaimed.

Then, she continued, “She’s the one who always loves to show off on Twitter by presenting herself as a kind daughter from a wealthy family, being a special host to many health TV programs, being a top student who often gets her paper published, and doesn’t mind that her fiancé has a daughter while promising to be gentle and kind to care for her many years forward.”

The more she said, the more she felt disgusted. Then, she spread out her hands wide open and said, “She’s gentle, modest, courteous, restrained, and magnanimous. She’s literally the epitome of righteousness and the light of the universe that everyone worships!”

Upon hearing this, Rachel shook her head helplessly. “Well, half of it is indeed true. However, things started to crumble when people started praising and worshiping her too much.”

Besides, Amber had many skeletons in her closet.

Jolly would get irritated every time at the mention of Amber.

“She acts as if she’s pretty and rich. My arse! The Hudsons aren’t even half as rich as I am!”

Quietly, Rachel asked, “So, are all pretty and rich women like you?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

Casually picking up a piece of underwear from the chair, Rachel dangled it in front of Jolly with her finger. “A pretty and rich woman who leaves her socks and underwear everywhere in the house.”

With a sheepish smile, Jolly pushed Rachel’s hand away. “I’m a phony, while you’re truly smart, gentle, and virtuous. Well, you’re here at the right time. Wash them for me, will you?”

As soon as Rachel heard that, she rolled her eyes.

Meanwhile, at the Burtons’ villa, Charlotte had been throwing tantrums at Justin for two days. She even locked herself in her own room and refused to come out.

Mrs. Duncan knocked on her door and patiently tried to persuade her to come out of her room, “Miss Charlotte, you only ate very little food during dinner. Come and eat a little something, won’t you? I made some hot chocolate.”

“No, I don’t want to.”

Just as she replied, her stomach rumbled loudly through the door.

“Are you hungry?”

“I’m not!”

Duncan did not know what to

somebody opened the door downstairs. Immediately, she said,

if he’s back! Daddy’s the worst! I don’t want to stay with

saw Mrs. Duncan holding a tray of food outside

“She’s still not eating?”

already tried

tray from her, he told her, “Go ahead and rest.

“Yes, sir.”

she left, he knocked

away! I don’t want to see

you have to eat. Otherwise, how would you meet

know you won’t let me meet

“Did Mommy come to see

room fell

this, he

Rachel. Knowing that Charlotte was refusing to eat, Rachel made breakfast

said to Charlotte, “I don’t blame you. I’ll bring you to the office tomorrow if you

silence, the

“Really?”

her grubby face. Caressing her head,

need to keep

a good girl and finish this

Charlotte woke up early in the morning and turned her wardrobe upside down to look for the perfect outfit before settling with a white dress and leather shoes. Like a princess on a royal progress, she

they reached the office, he instructed Frankie to give

the

he ordered, “Tell her to end it early and place her on leave

“No!”

at him. “You’ll distract her from work if you do that. Then, Mommy

you want to see her?” he

just wait for her in her

not sure what time her meeting will end. Are you sure that you

daughter very well,

able to sit still. As such, how

and do your stuff. Don’t

saying this, the little