My mute bride novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280

“It’s best if you can accept this. And if you can’t, it doesn’t matter to me.”

With that, Rachel mentally gathered herself. Alas, after several seconds of standing off, she pushed Justin away.

The moment she left the study, sounds of items shattering could be heard inside.

“Mommy!”

Charlotte had been startled from where she had pressed herself against the door as she hadn’t been able to leave in time.

Rachel was also stunned by Charlotte’s presence, but hearing the noises behind her, she quickly took Charlotte’s hand. “Let’s go. It’s time for dinner,” she said nonchalantly.

Charlotte shyly nodded and followed Rachel downstairs, but she couldn’t stop herself from looking back. She didn’t particularly understand the laws of the world due to her young age, but Charlotte was good at figuring out people’s emotions. It was just as Samuel said-Justin was the one who came looking for trouble first. So, making Rachel angry was his own fault.

But for some reason, Charlotte found Justin pitiful. They clearly had a huge fight, but Rachel wasn’t angry at all–even Charlotte was at a loss for words when faced with Rachel’s icy demeanor.

Adult relationships were just too hard to understand.

Justin had completely trashed the inside of the study–even the shelves had been pushed over. At that moment, the place was a complete mess.

Beyond the door of the study, it was quiet.

In the end, he sat in the middle of the carnage, suffering from his pain as he pressed a hand to his aching forehead. He remembered when he saw the picture in that email at his office earlier. When he saw Rachel and Janice standing together, fragments of an image flew through his mind.

It was an image of Janice, Hans, and Rachel standing together in an old alley. Rachel grinned between the two, her smile warm and gentle as Hans pulled her away from a cyclist cycling down the alley.

That scene had wounded his heart and his mind buzzed that instant. It felt like all those fragments had wound themselves together to assault his mind, making his temples hurt. He was in so much pain that he couldn’t even grip his mouse properly.

Right now, that scene once again assaulted his mind in the remains of the study, as though someone was hitting his temples repeatedly with a hammer, trying to make his insides burst out. The pain was agonizing.

“Hello?” In his pain, Justin called a doctor. “Dr. Aurich, where are you?”

Rachel brought the children to the dining room for dinner as the ruckus upstairs had been noticeable. The babysitter didn’t dare to speak much, opting to stand by the side and watch instead.

Not long after, Justin could be heard coming downstairs.

“Where are you going, Mr. Burton?”

“Daddy!” Charlotte looked at Justin too. As long as he apologized, Rachel would forgive him, right?

However, it was like he hadn’t heard anything as he rushed out of the house.

“Charlotte, eat your dinner.” Rachel’s voice brought Charlotte’s eyes back to her food. She then dropped a shrimp on Charlotte’s plate. “Have another shrimp.”

Charlotte was a little worried. “Mommy, Daddy hasn’t eaten yet.”

Rachel was busy peeling the shrimp for Charlotte, so her answer was half-hearted. “He’s a grown-up. He’ll eat when he’s hungry.”

“Did you fight with Daddy again, Mommy?” Charlotte’s voice was small. “If you guys don’t make up, are you going to take Samuel and leave me and Daddy?”

Rachel’s heart skipped a beat and she stopped peeling the shrimp when she heard Charlotte’s question. Immediately, her heart ached terribly. Regardless of what Justin did, it was his own mistake–the same went for her. What did the children do wrong? Yet every time she and Justin argued, it only worsened Charlotte’s anxiety.

“I won’t.” Rachel wiped her hands before touching Charlotte’s face. “I won’t leave you, and I haven’t been fighting with your father.”

Charlotte didn’t quite believe her. “Really?”

“Miss Charlotte, why would Miss Hudson lie to you?” The babysitter pointed at the fish soup on the table. “Miss Hudson specially ordered me to buy this fish today. It’s supposedly a good recipe for people who are

still healing. Tell me now, who do you think this soup is for?”