My mute bride novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157

“Mrs. Burton, what’s wrong with you?” As soon as Jennifer saw Rachel’s pained appearance, she hurriedly went forward.

Rachel felt as if something was about to burst out of her brain as she frantically gripped her forehead, but she failed to suppress the pain. As she let out a cry of pain, she fell to the floor.

“Mrs. Burton!” Jennifer’s face paled with fear.

The colorful world suddenly turned black and white as time wildly receded to that scene in the isolated mountainous area more than twenty years ago, where birds and animals fluttered among the mountains and

forests…

The dream that had been with her for more than twenty years was gradually becoming clearer at this moment. At this moment, the gentle silhouette that had its back to her for twenty years slowly turned around.

The woman’s long hair hung over her shoulder as she revealed a warm smile and dimples on her cheeks. “Katie, didn’t I ask you to stay at home with Grandma? Why are you following me up the mountain again?”

“Mom, it’s too boring at home, so I wanted to follow you up the mountain to collect herbs.”

“Don’t fall down. Come and hold my hand.”

“Okay!”

“Do you like collecting herbs?”

“Yes.”

“Then, I will teach you a song about herb-picking, okay?”

“Okay!”

“Poria seeds, peony flowers, forsythia, dahurica, mixed with red sand…”

Rachel’s lips vibrated. Despite the inability to make a sound, the memory of those children’s songs suddenly became incomparably clear to her with the name of each herb echoing in her ears.

“Mom, are we not going to pick herbs today?”

“Katie, we have guests at home. I have something to tell this man, so head out and play for a while. Grandma is at the back of the mountain, so go and find her, okay?”

“Okay!”

The memories of that day also instantly came flooding back as it invaded her whole brain. She remembered what her mother looked like, how she became a mute, the man with the scar on his forehead, and the fire in Somerset Mountain that had started in the thatched hut she lived in!

“Doctor, take a look at what’s wrong with Mrs. Burton.”

“Let’s first help her to bed.”

Rachel lay on the bed as she stared at the ceiling in a daze. The doctors and nurses stood around the bed, shining flashlights into her eyes and talking to her, but she could only see their mouths moving as she heard nothing. Her ears were filled with buzzing sounds that were interspersed with the childhood she had forgotten for more than twenty years.

“There’s nothing wrong with her. She’s just overstimulated.”

“What is that thing in her hand?” Someone spoke up, causing Rachel to snap out of it. She jerked up her hand to shield the item in her hands and looked warily at the nurse who came to take it away. The nurse was startled and turned her head to look at the doctor.

The doctor asked, “Mrs. Burton, are you okay?”

Rachel looked at the doctor in a daze and finally responded. I’m fine; you all should leave.

The doctors and nurses looked at each other.

Jennifer, you should also go.

Soon, Rachel was left alone in the ward. The information sheet in her hands was already crumpled by her tight grip. She never thought that she would remember the events of twenty years ago in such a situation. In her ears were the words of her grandmother, who once said, Memories will never disappear; you will get them back one day.

She finally remembered the children’s song her mother taught her, the origin of the Somerset Mountain fire, and the guy who was hidden in the cellar. She remembered it all!

Justin was that guy back then!

Jennifer!

Rachel got out of bed and went to call for Jennifer.