My mute bride novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Rachel covered her mouth after having some pierogies.

“What is it? Are you going to puke?” Justin put the chopsticks down and looked at her suspiciously.

After a hard battle, Rachel finally held her nausea down. That was the worst morning sickness she ever had. The doctor had even come to check on her twice. There were a lot of machines and the checkup was thorough, but they found nothing wrong with the child.

“Better?” Justin asked as she patted her back.

Rachel nodded, but a dark flame rose within her eyes and something flashed within them.

Justin suddenly gasped in pain and flung her away. As he staggered backward, he stared at his abdomen in disbelief. A sharp glass shard was embedded in his belly and his shirt was fast being drenched in crimson.

Quickly, Rachel stood up and using the chair as support, she stood behind the table.

Justin held the glass shard that was embedded in his belly and said through gritted teeth, “Where did you get this?”

Upon hearing that, Rachel looked at the restroom. She shattered the mirror in there during their last argument and hid a shard before the janitor could clear it away. Since then, she had sharpened the shard, finally putting it to good use today.

Waves of pain started coursing through Justin and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His steps were

getting weak as more blood flowed out of his wound. “Do you really want me to die so badly?”

Rachel took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance between them.

Her indifference stoked Justin’s flames of fury, for a wounded pride was more unbearable to him than a wound on his body. “You think you can get away after you kill me? That’s not going to happen so easily.”

He tried to approach her but everything around him started spinning, and he slowly slid down along the chair’s side. Before he lost consciousness, however, he growled, “Rachel Hudson!”

As for the woman in question, she quickly banged on the door after Justin lost consciousness.

Eventually, the window on the door slid open. “Mrs. Burton? Do you need anything?”

Rachel quickly made some gestures but the guard didn’t know what she was getting at. In the end, she retreated to the side and pointed at the carpet.

“President Burton!” the bodyguard gasped. A moment later, the chains started rattling.

When Justin woke up, he realized he was in the hospital. In the end, he had to get eight stitches to his wound

and it was now heavily bandaged.

“You’re finally awake, President Burton,” Frankie murmured as he sat beside the bed.

Justin sat up the moment he regained consciousness. The pain was throbbing, but he ignored it and grabbed Frankie. “Where’s Rachel?” he asked.

“Please don’t move! It will only reopen your wound.”

“Where’s Rachel? Did she escape?” Justin’s fury flared. “Search for her! Don’t just stand there! I’m perfectly fine!”

Frankie froze up in fear. “Mrs. Burton didn’t run away. She’s still there, so please don’t worry.”

This time, it was Justin’s turn to be surprised. “She didn’t escape?”

“Yes. She’s the one who told the guard to take you here while she stayed behind. The guard didn’t even lock the room in the heat of the moment. He was worried Mrs. Burton might run away, but she was still there when he got back.” Frankie then helped Justin down on the bed. “What happened, President Burton?” he asked carefully.

The question didn’t reach Justin, for he was deep in thought. She went a long way to stab me. That was the perfect chance for her to escape, so why didn’t she? Why did she do that?

Then, someone knocked on the door.

“Miss Hochmann’s here.”

“Justin!”