Chapter 150
My Mute Bride
âMrs. Burton, have some herbal soup.â
Thanks, Miss Jennifer.
Rachel was reading a book on the couch with a sweater draped over her when Jennifer came with a bowl of soup.
The recently disgruntled Rachel had finally managed to recover a little thanks to Jenniferâs help in taking care of her by providing nutritious food.
âWhy are you thanking me? All these bowls of herbal soup were sent by Frankie. He had been sending these tonics for the past two days and it would be a waste if you donât eat them.â
While she drank the soup, Rachel glanced at one corner of the living room where Frankie placed all the tonics earlier from the corner of her eye.
Although Justin hadnât visited for the past few days, the items at home still continued to arrive as Frankie would swing by with bags after bags of things every morning.
Even though Rachel didnât talk to Justin, she still acknowledged everything that he did.
Miss Jennifer, thank you for the past two days.
âYouâre welcome.â Jennifer pointed at the kitchen. âThereâs still more herbal soup in the kitchen. You should drink some since you havenât eaten lunch yet, Frankie. Iâll go and get some for you.â
âItâs fine,â came Frankieâs reply.
Nevertheless, Jennifer still proceeded to the kitchen despite his refusal.
At the same time, Rachel placed her bowl of herbal soup back on the table before she lowered her head to read her book Upon seeing that, Frankie hesitantly responded, âMrs. Burton, the reason why President Burton hasnât been returning home is because heâs afraid that youâll lose your appetite at his sight. He actually cares about you.â
However, she snorted.
For the past six months, everything that Justin had done made her feel like throwing the towel. As for Hans and Grandmaâs deaths, which one of them wasnât caused by him? What is he trying to do by being nice to me again?
This isnât him caring for me; this is him being possessive.
Iâm just a toy to him that he bought from Jefferey. Even though Justin doesnât like me, he would never let anyone have me since he has purchased me and I belong to him forever.
âMrs. Burton, itâs not like that.â Frankie didnât know how to defend Justin. âDo you still blame President Burton for Nancyâs death?â
Shouldnât I? Rachel shot Frankie a cold look. If she was your family member, would you have acted like nothing happened?
âItâs not like President Burton didnât want to save her, though. He already asked his men to withdraw the second it happened,â
She was stunned before she thought, Justin asked his men to withdraw? Still, he made the police report! If he hadnât done so, Grandma wouldnât have died.
âPolice report?â It was his turn to give her an odd look. âWho told you that President Burton made a police report? When the kidnappers demanded a case filled with gold bars, President Burton made a deal to hand them the gold bars in exchange for Nancy. He even went alone without me!â
At this moment, Rachel sat up in disbelief. Thatâs impossible. How did Grandma die, then?
âDidnât the doctor tell you? Nancyâs illnesses acted up again, which was why she passed away the second day after she was kidnapped. The only reason why the kidnappers continued to mess around with us was for more money!â
Her face immediately turned pale. Thatâs not possible. How could this be?
Then, her hand, which was holding the book, started to tremble.
The book page was torn apart as a dazed Rachel stared at the book on her lap before tears started to drop on the page. Her vision became blurry and she couldnât tell what was written on the book any longer. Justin wanted to save Grandma?
Frankie sighed. âThe police came after that. I donât know who made the police report, but itâs definitely not President Burton since he went for the deal alone. If it werenât for the police, something might have already happened to him. You donât even know how serious it was!â
His clear voice broke through all the allegations that she had made up in her mind. It was her hatred toward Justin that caused her to make a fool out of herself.
The truth was the complete opposite of what Rachel had imagined.
âMrs. Burton, please donât be angry at President Burton anymore. He has been staying at the company all this time and even lost a lot of weight.â
After Frankie left, Rachel was left alone as she stared at the book. Did I misunderstand him?
Although it was already late, she somehow couldnât fall asleep.
The sound of the car engine rang out from the windowâs direction after a long time and she immediately got up from bed.
Upon reflecting on Frankieâs words, Rachel finally decided to thrash it out with Justin.
Nevertheless, voices rang out from outside after she waited for a long time.
Rachel was slightly taken aback as she thought she had misheard and went to open the door.
âJustin, why did you bring me here all of the sudden? Itâs too far.â
âIs that so? Well, itâs quiet here since the city is overpopulated.â
âStill, doesnât Rachel stay here?â
âWhat about it? Sheâs just another decorative object in this house anyway. Does anything I want to do or anyone I bring home concerns her? Moreover, youâre my fiancée!â
Upon hearing those two voices, Rachelâs grip on the staircaseâs rail tightened. Her fingernails dug deep into the rail as her face paled.
Just a decorative object?! As expected, Iâm nothing more than that in his eyes. I canât believe that I was like a fool to have actually believed what Assistant Beckham claimed. I even thought that I misunderstood Justin when he cared about me.
When she heard those two heading upstairs, she quickly hid in her room.
However, she could still hear those ear-deafening noises from the back of the wall.
âJustin, stop it!â
âWait for me. Iâll go and take a bath.â
There was silence at this point.
Rachel covered her ears and shook her head helplessly, trying to remove those images in her mind.
Still, she couldnât lie to herself as she fell to the carpeted floor while bitterness filled her mouth.
The sound of water splashing down continued to ring in her ears.
Not able to withstand it anymore, Rachel staggered to the bathroom where she sat in the bathtub without removing her clothes. Then, she turned on the tap. In no time, the bathtub was filled with water before she submerged herself in it as she tried to block all the noises that plagued her.
At the same time, a neatly dressed man sat on the couch and lit up his cigar in the room next door.
He wasnât affected by the noises of water in the bathroom whatsoever.
Nevertheless, his face darkened in the midst of the smoke.
Throughout the past few days, Rachel had never tried to contact him or send any texts. Even after he had brought Amber home, he did not see Rachel emerging from her room after he waited in the living room for what seemed like eternity.
Looks like that woman really wishes for me to disappear from her sight since she doesnât want to be related to anything about me. Well, itâs true that she didnât get married into the Burton Family anyway.
Justinâs expression darkened at that thought.
At this moment, Amberâs voice rang out from the bathroom. âJustin, why arenât there any towels in the bathroom? Can you grab one for me?â
As he snapped out of his daze, he frowned.
âJustin, are you outside? Justin?!â
Amber poked her head out of the bathroom in confusion.
However, Justin had already left some time ago, only leaving a midst of cigar smoke around the couch.