My mute bride novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 13

Julian’s car was a gray Infiniti; it looked very inconspicuous on the outside, and it felt as gentle and peaceful as the feeling Julian gave Rachel. It was quite the opposite of Justin, for that unfeeling man always drove a black Maybach, a luxury car worth more than 20 million that drew the eyes of the crowd. Why am I thinking about him all of a sudden? Rachel thought to herself. She bit her lower lip in vexation and looked out of the window.

Meanwhile, Sue happened to come back with Mrs. Duncan as soon as the car drove out of the Burton Residence’s gate. Mrs. Duncan was stunned for a moment and said, “Madam, was that Young Master Peters’ car just now?”

Sue nodded. “What’s wrong?”

Mrs. Duncan replied hesitantly, “I just saw… Young Mistress Rachel in the car.”

Sue’s face darkened. “Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else for her?”

Mrs. Duncan nodded seriously. “No, I didn’t. Young Mistress Rachel was sitting in the passenger seat, and Young Master Peters was talking merrily to her.”

Sue fell silent and glanced at the outside of the gate with a gloomy look in her eyes. “Find out how they know each other.”

Meanwhile, Rachel and Julian hurried to her grandmother’s ward after they arrived at the hospital. When she arrived at the door, Rachel heard her grandmother laughing; she saw through the glass door that the nurse was telling her grandmother a joke. As she looked at her grandmother’s gentle smile, she felt warmth in her heart.

Rachel pushed the door open, and her grandmother’s eyes lit up when she raised her head and saw her. “Rae!” As she got very emotional, Rachel hurried to her side and supported her. Then, she shook her head at her and gesticulated. You’ve just gotten a little better, so you can’t get out of bed just yet. You should get some more rest.

Rachel’s grandmother could only go along with her and lay back on the bed. She replied with a smile, “I’m in good health. In fact, I feel full of strength.”

Rachel peeled an apple for her grandmother with a gentle smile. Then, she scooped it out into a bowl with a spoon, put a tiny fork that she had brought with her in the bowl, and handed it over to her grandmother.

Rachel’s grandmother was old, and her eyes were lined with wrinkles. When she saw how filial Rachel was, her eyes couldn’t help but sparkle with tears. “I have been a burden to you, my dear granddaughter.”