Chapter 4
My Mute Bride
Chapter 4,My Mute Bride After Rachel spent the entire morning doing household chores, she had a dry throat and wanted to help herself to some water. As she walked past the turn of the staircase, she incidentally overheard two servants secretly talking about her. The first servant said, âI heard that Amber Hudson graduated overseas with a doctorate. Not only does she have a pretty face, sheâs very good at dancing as well;
she even won the Riverdale White Swan Dance Championship last year.â
The other servant replied, âIsnât that so? Just look at the woman Young Master Justin is currently married to. She canât speak and is submissive all the time; moreover, she married into the Burtons without a wedding. Sheâs so cheap. Just what kind of a madam is she?â âWell, Young Master Justin has a scar on his face, but he is a man of great capabilities.
Besides, he is rich and powerful. A mute woman would never have the chance to be his wife, donât you think so?â âOh, youâre right. I heard that mute people like her are labeled as people with third-grade disabilities.â Third-grade disabilities⦠Rachelâs eyes flickered. In reality, she wasnât born unable to speak.
A big fire had damaged her throat when she was ten, but her father was reluctant to spend a lot of money to send her abroad for treatment. Hence, her medical treatment was delayed again and again.
She didnât understand why when she was little, and it wasnât until she had grown up that Rachel realized this was only because she was not the beloved daughter who grew up by her fatherâs side.
Instead, she was an outsider who had been brought back to the Hudson Family midway.
Therefore, these comments had no effect on her at all. She smiled unconcernedly and was about to turn around and leave when an icy and harsh voice spoke outside. âWho allowed you to gossip about the Burton Familyâs matters as you please?â The two old female servants looked back sharply and saw the frosty-looking Justin, who could freeze someone to death with his eyes alone, staring at them with narrowed eyes.
They panicked at once and begged him by saying, âWe wonât do it again, sir! Itâs our fault! Weâll never shoot our mouths off again! Please let us off, sir!â However, Justin still looked frosty and was not visibly moved at all. Frankie Beckham, his assistant who had been following behind him, stepped to the front and said to the two servants, âFrom tomorrow onward, both of you donât have to come to work anymore.â
The two servants were immediately devastated. Suddenly, Justin looked in Rachelâs direction. After glancing at the dirt on her hands and the apron on her waist, he knitted his brows slightly. âWhy are you doing these things? Youâre the lady of the house.â Rachel was somewhat baffled by the interrogative tone of his voice. Is he really unaware that Sue has been ordering me about? Justin frowned slightly at her silence.
âThere are servants in the house, so you donât have to do these things from now on.â A myriad of thoughts crossed Rachelâs mind, but she nodded obediently without giving anything away. She untied her apron and put down the broom. As she was about to go upstairs, she inadvertently cast her eyes upon the two old female servants.
They had been fired, and they were currently kneeling on the ground. A thought came into her mind. In reality, this man didnât do so to help me; he merely did so for the sake of the Burton Familyâs dignity, she thought to herself. Cinderellaâs story existed only in fairy tales, not in her understanding of reality.
Therefore, she wasnât grateful to Justin since it would be too foolish to do so. She returned upstairs and had just opened the door to her bedroom when her cell phone suddenly registered an incoming phone call. She glanced at the screen and saw that Jefferey was calling her. After a momentâs hesitation, she answered the phone. Unbeknownst to her, Justin received a text message from Frankie downstairs. It read, âThe Hudsons have called Mrs. Burton.â
Justinâs eyes darkened slightly, and his expression was inscrutable. Rachel, who didnât know that her cell phone had been tapped by the Burton Family, listened quietly as Jefferey spoke on the phone. He said, âI need your help, Rachelâitâs an emergency. Go to Justinâs study, look for a business contract marked in red with the word âPropertyâ, and take pictures of it for me. Be sure to photograph every page of it, and donât get caught by him.â
He spoke like it was an easy thing to do, but it wasnât a trivial matter at all. Naturally, Rachel fell silent for a moment without agreeing to it. Since Jefferey had expected that she might be reluctant to do so, he added meaningfully in a colder voice, âI know that youâre a filial kid. Donât forget that your grandmother is still waiting for you.â
Rachel was stunned by the words, âyour grandmother is still waiting for you.â Her grandmother was still lying comatose in the hospital, and she knew from her understanding of her fatherâs cold-blooded personality that he really wouldnât care about the formerâs life and death.
She couldnât bring herself to feel any familial affection toward him since she had long been thoroughly disappointed with such a cold-blooded father, but her grandmother was different. No matter what, she couldnât ignore her grandmotherâs safety. Which was more important?
She had made a choice deep down inside. When she returned to the room, Justin was leaving with an overcoat in his hand. Before he left, he took a glance at her. There was a dark glint in his eyes that she couldnât understand, but she didnât give it much thought and waited in silence until night fell.
After 11.00PM, the servants had gone to rest. Rachel stood outside the door to Justinâs study, her hand already pushing down on the door handle.