My Mute Bride

“Nope.” Samuel shook his head as he turned to the bedroom and added, “But Mr. Peters and Godmother came home with us, and they’re chatting outside right now. It sounds like they are talking about Daddy.”

“Quickly, go listen to what they’re saying.”

Hastily, Charlotte expressed, “Something big must have happened.”

Rolling out of the bed, Samuel tiptoed to the door and cracked it open before putting his ear against the thin

gap. In the living room, Julian was seen to be applying some blood-circulating ointment on Rachel’s arm.

While doing that, he instructed, “Just rub it like this. Twice a day and the swelling will subside in two days.”

“Thanks.”

With an expressionless face, Rachel unrolled her sleeve. As she was doing that, Jolly furiously questioned, “Is

Justin some kind of bruiser? Is he sick in the head? How dare he lay his hand on you under broad daylight! That man would have murdered you if we weren’t here!”

“He asked me about the safe box. He must’ve figured out something.”

Stunned, Jolly seemed to have understood something. “What did you say?”

Shaking her head, Rachel assured, “Nothing, and that’s how things ended up this way.”

Based on everything that had happened up until now, Justin would surely bar her from seeing Charlotte and himself and be overwhelmingly defensive against her.

In response, Jolly defended, “So what if you opened the safe box? What about the things he did in the past? He could be sent to jail for those!”

“Have you forgotten that he lost his memory? He doesn’t remember anything from the past.”

“How convenient. He’s taking advantage of his memory loss, yet you’re still defending him.”

Leering at Jolly, Julian blurted, “Calm down, Jolly.”

her frustrations

not defending him. However, one thing is certain. Memory loss or not, that’s his true color-vicious to his bones. I’m simply trying to stand in his shoes to

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queried, “Have you

Burton’s birthday

Justin, who had just arrived at

went hiking, President Burton. How are you

every detail about what happened five

are you asking me this? What

obvious when he traveled down the hills, but now

instead of giving me such

don’t want to, President Burton. Old Mr. Burton had specifically

for me, President. To be honest, forgetting about the

entered my bedroom and opened the

Despite his slight daze, Frankie didn’t show much

like you’ve expected this.” Justin straightened his back as he gave Frankie a

shook his head. “No, I don’t. I know nothing about it. Uh… I’ll take my leave if there’s nothing else,

his table and tossed it toward Frankie. “What the

file, President Burton? I’ll check it right away.” After successfully evading the attack, Frankie hugged the document to his chest as he ran out with a forced

hastily, Justin grew even more frustrated. He couldn’t put his head around why Frankie was unbothered when he told him such fatal information about how

in the safe box? What was Rachel looking for? The more he

a week had passed, and Rachel never got to see Justin nor Charlotte. Based on the rumors, Justin temporarily sent Charlotte to the summer villa because Arthur’s birthday was

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out of an elementary school. “This school follows an

Since this school is near our home, if your godmother and I are too

quizzed, “Are we not going back to Montenegro,

yet. There are things Mommy needs to settle, so you’ll be going to

wasn’t part of Rachel’s plan to bring Samuel along to Riverdale. However, the boy had come by himself. So, she felt it was best for him to attend school in Riverdale for the time being. Besides, leaving the kid alone in Montenegro would be rather worrying. Furthermore, after scouting a number of schools, Rachel finally found one that shared similar modules to those in Montenegro–she even brought Samuel to a trial

answer, Samuel pursued, “So are