Chapter 115
My Mute Bride
âIs this why you quit your former job and went to work at the Burton Group?â Janice looked at Rachel.
âDid Justin ask you to look into it?â
Rachel averted her eyes in the face of Janiceâs questioning. I have something else to attend to, so Iâll be leaving first.
âHey!â Since she was unable to stop Rachel, Janice could only watch as her car drove off into the distance.
When Rachel reached Nancyâs place, she pressed the doorbell several times, but nobody answered the door. Just then, the door of the opposite house suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out. âAre you Madam Tillerâs granddaughter?â She looked Rachel up and down with a look of puzzlement. âMadam Tiller has been sent to the hospital. Donât you know that?â
Immediately, Rachelâs expression changed upon hearing the womanâs words.
When Rachel arrived at Tran-Qâs emergency department in a hurry, she nearly bumped into a nurse holding some medicine. She gesticulated at the medical staff at the nursesâ station for a long time, but no one understood what she meant.
Just then, a familiar male voice sounded from behind. âRachel?â
Hi, Julian. Rachel turned around to see Julian. After she explained the situation to him, Julian asked the staff at the nursesâ station. Upon learning that Nancy was receiving emergency treatment, he hurriedly took Rachel there.
âHi, Madam Tiller.â
âHey.â Nancy, who was lying on the sickbed, was startled for a moment when she saw Julian and Rachel. âWhy are you here, Rachel?â
Rachelâs eyes were red with worry. How are you, Grandma?
âOh, Iâm fine. I just took a tumble and grazed my skin; it will heal once I go home and apply some cream to it. But Victor was worried, and he insisted on sending me to the hospital.â
Rachel followed Nancyâs gaze and saw the young man standing nearby. Itâs you?
The young manâs blond hair was particularly obtrusive in the white-painted emergency department.
Isnât he the young man who had a fit of epilepsy in the neighborhood that day? Rachel thought to herself.
At the sight of Rachel, the young man scratched his head with a look of embarrassment. He explained awkwardly. âMadam Tiller is old, and I was worried that it would be bad if she had a sprain or bone fracture, so I brought her here. I have probably overreacted.â
Rachel shook her head. Thank you.
After that, Nancy took Rachelâs hand. âI have to thank Victor for helping me catch the thief. Didnât you say that you were coming over for dinner? I thought of going out to buy some fish, and I ended up having my handbag snatched. I went after the thief, but I fell while doing so.â
How could you go after a thief at such an old age? You shouldnât have done that. Rachel was exasperated. What should I do if anything happens to you?
Julian comforted her at one side by saying, âItâs fine as long as Madam Tiller is okay. I have asked the doctor who applied medicine to her wound-itâs only a superficial wound, so she doesnât need to be hospitalized.â
Only then did Rachel breathe a sigh of relief. Still, her heart ached a lot when she saw the gauze bandage on Nancyâs knee.
Victor then carried Nancy piggyback to Rachelâs car, whereas Julian went out after them and handed the medicine to Rachel. âThe dosage and directions for use have been written inside. Iâll find time to visit Madam Tiller over the next few days, so you donât have to be too worried.â
Thank you.
âDonât mention it.â Julian took a glance at Rachelâs car. Then, he asked with a frown, âDo you know that young man?â
I guess so. We met once before.
âOne should always be mindful of guarding against harm from others, Rachel. This young man seems-â
I know that. Iâll ask about it. Rachel also felt strange as Nancy seemed to be quite familiar with this young man. Besides, she felt somewhat disturbed upon recalling how he had previously stalked her in the neighborhood.
Following that, Rachel drove Nancy back to the latterâs place. After opening the door, she pointed toward the bedroom and signaled for the young man to help her grandmother inside. Please get some rest first, Grandma. Iâll go and prepare dinner.
âOh, sure. Why donât you stay for dinner as well, Victor? I have to thank you for what happened today.â
Victor immediately waved his hand, but Rachel nodded. I got it.
After leaving Nancyâs bedroom, Rachel poured the young man a cup of tea. Then, she keyed in a sentence on her phoneâs screen and showed it to him. Thank you for what happened today!
The young man immediately shook his head. âItâs nothing-thatâs what I should do. You saved my life before, and this is nothing compared to it. By the wayâ¦â He produced an envelope from his pocket.
âThis is for you.â
Rachel took the envelope and opened it to see a stack of banknotes contained inside. It was a thick stack consisting of banknotes in small denominations, including banknotes of 100, 50, 20, and even five bucks. Victor then explained, âThis is for covering my medical expenses last time. I havenât collected enough money yet, so I can only give you this much for the time being. Iâll work to return the rest of the money to you bit by bit.â
Rachel was startled for a moment before she pushed the envelope back to him. âItâs not necessary.â
âNo, you have to keep it,â the young man said stubbornly. âI never owe anyone favors.â
Rachel had no choice but to drop the subject for the time being. So youâve been helping Grandma by her side these days?â She had heard from Nancy several times that a young man often helped her around and scrambled to help with all the dirty and heavy work. At first, Rachel thought the young man was a volunteer serving the elderly in the community.
The young man nodded his head somewhat uneasily.
âYou were stalking me last time, werenât you?â
Seeing what Rachelâs gestures meant, the young man suddenly turned pale. He looked like he wanted to explain, but he didnât know where to start.
Rachel studied him closely for a long time and was helpless when she noticed that he was sweating profusely. âWhatâs your name?â
Only then did the young man come to his senses and suddenly stand up as straight as a ramrod. âIâm Victor Wade; itâs spelled as V-I-C-T-O-R. You may call me Victor.â
Rachel nodded. âItâs not a big deal, so you donât have to overthink it. Since youâve paid the money back to me, you no longer owe me anything.â When she noticed that Victorâs expression was still somewhat strained, she offered him to stay. âPlease stay around for dinner later!
Only then did Victorâs expression ease, and he immediately helped to carry the vegetables into the kitchen. âIâll help you. Usually, Iâm the one helping Madam Tiller to pluck the vegetables. According to your grandmother, the vegetables i pluck are very clean.â
Rachel smiled and nodded.
Victor appeared to be in his early twenties. Normally, a person at his age should still be a student, but he seemed to have entered the workforce for a while.
Later on, Rachel left after having dinner with Nancy. She asked Victor, âWhere do you live? Iâll drive you home!
âItâs not necessary.â Victor immediately shook his head. âI live nearby, so Iâll go home on foot. Please go ahead with your affairs.â
Seeing how fast Victor had run away, Rachel failed to stop him, and her outstretched hand froze mid-
air for a long time before she retracted it. She then drove her car around the neighborhood. When she saw from a distance that Victor had gotten on a bus, she followed him. Julian is right; one should always be mindful of guarding against harm from others, she thought to herself.
The night was dark, and Rachel drove for half an hour and waited until Victor got off the bus at the stop before the final stop. When she looked at her surroundings, she was surprised to find herself in the old district. The tailorâs shop owned by Janiceâs family was nearby, and she had been there in the afternoon. The walls around her were marked with the words âTo be demolished.â Furthermore, Victor lived in a remote valley with low houses.
Since Rachel couldnât drive her car into the alley, she could only get out of the car and follow him at a distance. After tailing him for a while, she suddenly lost sight of him.
âHave you been following me?â A male voice was heard from the darkness behind.