The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172

At the mention of this, Rudy got all worked up. “Look, you’ve been amnesiac for so long. Maybe you’ll remember everything if a woman comes and jolts your senses awake.”

In reply, Justin looked at him coldly and said, “No thanks.”

His gaze was so cold that Rudy decided to shut it. “Fine, I don’t want to be bothered about it, either.”

Meanwhile, in a booth on the first floor, Jolly pushed a bottle of beer into Rachel’s hand and said loudly, “Everyone, a round of drinks for my good friend! From now on, Chris will be an official member of our drinking group!”

“A round of drinks, everyone!”

“Welcome, Chris!”

The beer foam splashed out of the bottle from the clinking of bottles, and Rachel’s face remained unchanged from chugging down a bottle of beer.

“Hey, Jolly, your friend seems to hold her liquor pretty well.”

“Of course! She’s my bestie!”

“Must you beat about the bush, Timmy? You just wanted to say she looks gorgeous, right?”

“Oh, shut it. So, is Chris single?”

Giving that guy a kick, Jolly then said, “She’s not for your taking even if she’s single. Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Do you really think you’re good enough for Chris?”

The group laughed as they joked around, and Rachel was smiling the entire time without turning down anyone, whether they were offering a drink or a guessing game. After all, she had known Jolly for five years, and she had lost count of the times she had been to a club with her.

On the other side, the DJ was blasting the music, and Jolly bobbed her head to the beat as she sat in the booth. A place like this was her natural habitat. “I’m going to the dance floor. You guys enjoy yourselves. And take care of Chris for me.”

With that said, she picked up a bottle of beer and disappeared onto the dance floor. Amidst the lights and alcohol, the movement of the crowd made Rachel’s eyes giddy.

While she took another sip of the beer, she suddenly saw a familiar figure coming down from the second floor and walking toward the direction of the washroom. Immediately, her eyes narrowed.

Although Riverdale was not a large city, she wasn’t expecting it to be such a small place, either. Less than a day after her return, she had run into Justin twice. What a small world it was, especially for enemies.

“What’s wrong, Chris?” Jolly’s sidekick, Timothy Hertz, asked in concern.

Placing the beer on the table, she answered, “Nothing. I’m going to the washroom.”

Would you like me to come along?”

“It’s okay. I’ll be right back.”

Along the corridor on the first floor, Rachel walked away from the music and people as she followed Justin deeper and deeper inside the building until less people passed by her. Just at the corner of the corridor, she lost sight of him.

Where did he go? she wondered and scanned around.

Behind her, a man walked out of the stairwell and asked coldly, “Who sent you?”

She froze, and the man shouted, “I’m asking you a question!”

A split second before the man’s hand landed on her shoulder, Rachel turned around, grabbed his hand, and staggered toward him.

Unable to dodge in time, Justin realized that she was already in his arms the next second with her arms around his neck. With a tipsy look, she mumbled, “Where did you go? I’ve been looking for you all day…”

The scent of alcohol rushed up into his nostrils, and he knitted his brows tightly together. “Hey, let me go. You got the wrong person.”

From the corners of her eyes, Rachel saw Timothy coming over, and before Justin could push her away, she acted first and pushed him into the stairwell.