My Mute Bride

Chapter 332 He Wants to Notarize a Will?

Rachel’s voice was not loud. On the other end of the phone, Frankie was completely stunned after she finished her sentence. He knew that she had changed greatly following her return. However, he never imagined that she hated Justin to this extent—she didn’t even show any concern for Justin’s life or death.

Before Frankie could react, she ended the call. Jolly suppressed her accusatory expression and looked at Rachel in worry. “Chris, are you okay?”

“Look at me. Do I look like I’m not okay?”

“Are you really not going to the hospital?”

“Many people will be fighting to visit him now that he has been admitted to the hospital. I am neither his family nor friend. Why should I visit him?” Rachel’s expression was cold. “Besides, it’s not the first time that he used this method of harming himself to trick me.”

Jolly hesitated for a long time. In the end, she swallowed the words that she wanted to say: What if he isn’t pretending this time?

Then, she found herself thinking, Even if he isn’t pretending, it serves him right. It’s his fault for making Rachel’s life so difficult in the first place. “Do we continue with the lawsuit?”

“Yes.” Rachel’s tone was firm. “Why not? It’s a good thing for us if he is not in good health. Hernandez can use Justin’s poor health to justify that he is not fit to take care of Charlotte.”

“You’ve thought that far?”

To that, Rachel said nothing, but her slightly clenched fist explained everything. Over the past few years, she had learned to seize all the opportunities in her best interests at any given time. After all, time did not repeat itself while opportunities did not wait for others. We’ve already severed all ties with each other; why bother pretending otherwise?

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At the hospital the next day, it was already noon by the time Justin woke up.

“President Burton.” Frankie had stayed by Justin’s side all night long. He didn’t get a wink of sleep during that time and his eyes were red as a result. “You’re finally awake. Please don’t move about. I’ll go and get the doctor.”

Justin stared at the ceiling boards without moving and the back of his head felt slightly swollen.

He felt as though he had been dreaming all this time. It was a delusional dream where he had spent five years trying to escape his mistakes and live for the sake of living. Unfortunately, he should never have forgotten that what was bound to come would eventually come.

half a month for observations. If your recovery is going well after half a month, you can go through the discharge procedures and

“Thank you, doctor.”

“No problem.”

Frankie breathed a sigh of relief. “How do you feel right now, President Burton?

looked incredibly lost

“President Burton?”

after which he spoke in a

“Please say.”

the assets under my name and contact a

those words, Frankie glanced at Justin in surprise. Is he planning to write a will after his close

issuing the instructions regarding the lawyer, Justin continued to stare at the ceiling boards with a

…

arrived at

Justin to yank the attorney’s correspondence from the stack of documents. By

say whether you can even attend the court hearing on the day of

a hand and stopped Frankie from continuing before he asked,

not be willing to agree to an out-of-court settlement. Not unless you refuse

it remained as firm as ever. Charlotte was his one and only connection left with Rachel, as

do you plan to discuss with

with her.

pale complexion was enough to stop Frankie from saying anything else, for fear of agitating him. Therefore,

at Rachel’s name on the phone screen, Justin

ringing

her office and reading the documents that Hernandez had organized for her. When she received the phone call from Justin, she didn’t even need to think that he had received the attorney’s letter. “What

to discuss Charlotte’s

to persuade me into giving up, then I don’t think that there’s

think Charlotte will be happy when she learns that we

Charlotte’s feelings, she would not have taken so long to deal with him. She lifted her wrist and glanced at the time. “I have an appointment for dinner tonight, so I only have half an hour’s time to talk to you.

no problem.” Justin agreed