My Mute Bride

Chapter 223 She’s Really Sick

Justin said, “I told you she isn’t home, Charlotte. She must have headed out for some business. Let’s go home.” “That’s impossible! It’s the weekend!”

“But there’s nobody here, and there’s no way for us to enter.” “I have the password, though!” As the little girl spoke, she pulled the door knob and keyed in the password.

Before Justin came to his senses, the door let out a beep and opened.

“How do you know the password, Charlotte?”

“Samuel told me about it. It’s the sum of our birthdays.”

Upon entering the door, the girl called out, “Mommy!”

The bedroom door was barely cracked open, and a dim, amber light shone from the other side. After pacing toward the room, Justin pushed the door open and saw a woman lying on the bed.

We’ve been making so much noise, yet there’s not even a single reaction from her. Is she really sick?

Meanwhile, Charlotte rushed over as well and made her way through under his arm, her feet pattering toward the bed. She lifted Rachel’s hand gently, but before she could yell her mother’s name, she uttered in surprise, “So hot!”

The stupefied Justin hurried over without pondering much.

Beside Rachel’s pillow was a fallen ice pack, and no one knew who had prepared it for her.

Justin quickly reached his hand out and placed it on her forehead. He was shocked upon the scorching heat at a gentle touch. Clearly, it was a grave, high fever. She seemed fine yesterday, though. Why has it become so serious?

“What’s wrong with Mommy, Daddy?”

“We’re going to the hospital, Charlotte. Tell your uncle we’ll arrive at once.”

Having said that, he picked Rachel up horizontally from the bed and stormed out the door.

Very soon, he carried the woman into one of the emergency rooms in the hospital, and his hastiness attracted quite a bit of attention.

into the room, he immediately rebuked, “What is it this time, Justin? What did you do to her again? She has always been sick, yet you continue to torture

you cut me some slack instead and take a look

put the woman down as he reminded, “We checked her temperature on the way here. Her high fever is at 39.7

he lifted Rachel’s eyelids and shone a flashlight at her eyeballs, questioning as he

saw her was at 11.00PM yesterday,

consume something

had suddenly remembered something. “She must have taken some propofol and some wine

lifted his

you staring at me like that? I

a blood

“Yes, Dr. Peters.”

test results finally came out. As they expected, the

setting up an infusion for Rachel, Julian pulled the curtains and came out of the

“What happened?”

her yourself when

found it troublesome to explain everything to

Riverdale after giving birth and ended up with a profuse bleeding at the airport? If I hadn’t been beside her, she would have lost her life. All those years, her life depended on a substantial amount of

visibly irked. “What the f*ck are you talking about? You’re acting like I have no idea that she wasn’t the promised spouse I was supposed to marry! Since she decided to deceive everyone, am I obliged to show her any respect? Instead of showing her baseless affection, I seriously

was Amber, wasn’t it? Rae only married you

baffled by this and questioned, “What are you

Amber’s words for it. Look at you getting fooled like d*mn clown. After all these years, you’re still

reprimanded

When she came to her senses, she saw

health was so atrocious that she was constantly

awake yet?” After being a doctor for years, he could never fall into deep sleep anymore.

expressed apologetically, “I’m sorry for troubling you

has gone down. Get some more rest,

“Okay.”

her eyes once again and was welcomed by the scenery in her dream; it seemed like time had stopped, and her yard was

when she returned to Riverdale, only to find out later that he