The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 232

“Miss Hudson, are you okay?”

“Have you gone blind, Frankie? Asking her whether she’s all right?” Amber was in disbelief. “She flung that lunchbox at me. Didn’t you see her do that?”

Frankie walked past Amber, looking as though he hadn’t heard the woman. “Don’t clean up anymore. You’re not hurt, are you? Mr. Burton asked for you to go inside.”

“It’s fine.” Rachel’s head was lowered. “Since the food’s all on the floor now, he can have the hospital’s food for lunch instead.”

“What is this act, Rachel?!” Amber was on the verge of an aneurysm from her anger. “Get up and explain yourself properly!”

With that, her hand moved toward Rachel. Just as she was about to make contact with her, Rachel gave a shout of surprise and crashed onto the floor, butt-first.

“You!” Amber’s expression was unbelievably ugly as she stared at her own hand, still held aloft in the air.

She hadn’t even touched Rachel.

“Stop right there!” called a cold voice from behind. Justin had appeared behind her at some point and gripped Amber’s hand. Meanwhile, his face was stormy.

“Justin!” Amber’s expression shifted. “It’s not what you think it is. I didn’t touch her at all, and she fell by herself.”

“I saw it all clear as day—you pushed Miss Hudson,” Frankie said with certainty as he eyed Amber.

Amber was so furious that she nearly got tongue-tied. “You’re spewing nonsense! You’re in league with that mute. You came just at the right moment, Justin. You have to fire Frankie today. He can’t tell fantasy from reality anymore. Does he not have eyes? He even sided with that woman and framed it on me!”

“Has he framed you? What did Frankie accuse you of?”

By then, Frankie had helped Rachel up. Although Rachel had gotten some of the food on herself, her expression was calm. On the contrary, it made others pity her even more. “Mr. Burton, Frankie didn’t do anything wrong here. I really shouldn’t have come over every day to waste everyone’s time.”

“So long as you’re self-aware about it!” Amber glared at her balefully. “Don’t you know your place? Anyone can see what your motives are for getting close to Justin.”

“Enough!” Justin coldly cut Amber off. “You still haven’t officially married into the Burton Family. And even if you have, what right do you have to point fingers at my subordinates?”

Amber was taken aback. She had been with Justin for so many years now; although he was civil to her most of the time, he had never been so harsh with his words before. In an instant, she panicked.

“Justin.”

Justin coldly dodged Amber’s hand. “I don’t want to see you for the next few days. Go home. Frankie, escort her.” After delivering that frosty reply, Justin then reached out to Rachel and gripped her arm. “Stop cleaning and come with me.”

Rachel froze slightly.

An indignant Amber tried to follow them, but Frankie stopped her. “This way please, Miss Amber.”

Amber nearly blew her top as she stared at Frankie’s frigid expression. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Who do you think you are, speaking up for that mute? You think you’ll get a promotion because of that?”

However, Frankie took her jabs in stride. He simply beckoned at her without humoring her with a reply.

For the past few years, he observed all that had happened to Justin as a third party, and he took notice of Amber’s actions too. He had promised Arthur that he would stay silent about Justin’s amnesia because he knew too much.

He could not leave the Burtons, and he certainly could not leave Justin, for he would be the first person Amber would strike at mercilessly once he left this sanctuary.

Meanwhile, Rachel followed Justin and entered the room.

“Did you scald yourself anywhere? Let me take a look.”