My mute bride novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153

“Are you sure that Justin wanted revenge on the Hudson Family for a girl?”

Jefferey’s voice was filled with disbelief as it took Amber a long time to return to her senses. “I’m sure.”

There was no reason for Gloria to have made up a story about someone who never existed to lie to her.

After he was quiet for a while, Jefferey’s eyes suddenly brightened. “Since Rachel isn’t dead, Hudson Pharmaceuticals’ crisis would be resolved if we tell Justin about this.”

“Dad, what are you even thinking about? How could you tell Justin that? It’s true that Rachel isn’t dead and allowing them to reunite with each other might reduce his hatred toward us. However, have you ever thought about how we treated Rachel? Do you really think that she will say nice things about us in front of him?”

He was immediately taken aback.

Then, Amber continued, “By then, new grudges will be piled on old ones. Justin might seek revenge from us along with you canceling our engagement! We can’t have Rachel around any longer!”

Upon hearing that, Jefferey’s hands started to tremble before he accidentally hit his cup, causing his tea to spill all over the table. “Amber, what are you planning to do?”

“Removing all obstacles to prevent future troubles, obviously! Didn’t she want to die? I’ll help her out then!” Amber’s eyes were filled with hatred.

She had never expected that the entanglement between Rachel and Justin had happened all the way back in the past. If he discovered this, all of her own plans would turn to ashes and she might never be able to see the light of day anymore.

Amber would rather die than to see Rachel living a better life than her!

“No way! I still need her around! Moreover, she’s still one of the Hudson Family and your sister. As long as she’s still here, Justin would allow us a chance at survival, no matter what happens in the future.

Jefferey was a businessman, so he was more calculative. At that moment, he instructed, “Amber, listen to me. I will never allow you to hurt her!”

“Dad!”

“That’s enough! Leave it at that! No one is allowed to speak of it anymore!”

While giving Jefferey a look filled with hatred, Amber snapped, “Dad, you don’t even care about me!”

Then, she ran. There’s no one whom I can rely on beside myself.

On the other hand, Rachel hadn’t been eating or drinking for the past two days in the hospital. As a result, she looked frailer than before.

“Mrs. Burton, please just eat something. What about some soup?”

I don’t feel like eating

“How can you do that? You won’t be able to function without eating anything. The doctor has already said that it will take a long time for your injuries to heal and you still have to stay in the hospital for a while for them to observe your condition!”

Rachel had slit her wrist and as she had injured her artery as a result, she received seven stitches and couldn’t move her left hand for the entire time.

It wasn’t as if she wanted to move anyway.

“President Burton.”

The bodyguard’s voice rang out from outside.

Rachel’s pupils immediately constricted as she clenched her hands before the pain that shot up caused her to become sober.

“Mr. Burton, you’ve arrived.” Jennifer quickly rose to her feet while she held the bowl of chicken soup with a helpless look.

Upon noticing the bowl of soup that she was holding, Justin frowned a little. “Hand it over to me. You may leave now.”

“Alright.”

After that, he sat by the bed while he carried the bowl of soup. Then, he scooped some of the soup with the spoon to blow it a little. “Come on, have some soup.”

However, Rachel stoically looked away, only leaving him with her side view.

“What are you trying to do?”

I don’t want to eat.

“You don’t want to live anymore, huh?”

As he stared at her, Justin immediately grabbed Rachel by her chin after realizing that she wouldn’t react. Then, he forced the chicken soup down her throat while she grunted in pain. Gulp, gulp, gulp.

As the warm chicken soup entered her mouth, the umami taste of the soup quickly spread around her mouth.

Although Rachel tried her best to struggle free from his grasp, the chicken soup continued to flow down her throat. Let me go!

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