The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 He Wants to Notarize a Will?

Rachel’s voice was not loud. On the other end of the phone, Frankie was completely stunned after she finished her sentence. He knew that she had changed greatly following her return. However, he never imagined that she hated Justin to this extent—she didn’t even show any concern for Justin’s life or death.

Before Frankie could react, she ended the call. Jolly suppressed her accusatory expression and looked at Rachel in worry. “Chris, are you okay?”

“Look at me. Do I look like I’m not okay?”

“Are you really not going to the hospital?”

“Many people will be fighting to visit him now that he has been admitted to the hospital. I am neither his family nor friend. Why should I visit him?” Rachel’s expression was cold. “Besides, it’s not the first time that he used this method of harming himself to trick me.”

Jolly hesitated for a long time. In the end, she swallowed the words that she wanted to say: What if he isn’t pretending this time?

Then, she found herself thinking, Even if he isn’t pretending, it serves him right. It’s his fault for making Rachel’s life so difficult in the first place. “Do we continue with the lawsuit?”

“Yes.” Rachel’s tone was firm. “Why not? It’s a good thing for us if he is not in good health. Hernandez can use Justin’s poor health to justify that he is not fit to take care of Charlotte.”

“You’ve thought that far?”

To that, Rachel said nothing, but her slightly clenched fist explained everything. Over the past few years, she had learned to seize all the opportunities in her best interests at any given time. After all, time did not repeat itself while opportunities did not wait for others. We’ve already severed all ties with each other; why bother pretending otherwise?

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At the hospital the next day, it was already noon by the time Justin woke up.

“President Burton.” Frankie had stayed by Justin’s side all night long. He didn’t get a wink of sleep during that time and his eyes were red as a result. “You’re finally awake. Please don’t move about. I’ll go and get the doctor.”

Justin stared at the ceiling boards without moving and the back of his head felt slightly swollen.

He felt as though he had been dreaming all this time. It was a delusional dream where he had spent five years trying to escape his mistakes and live for the sake of living. Unfortunately, he should never have forgotten that what was bound to come would eventually come.

“The critical period has passed. You will need to remain in the hospital for half a month for observations. If your recovery is going well after half a month, you can go through the discharge procedures and return home for further recuperation.”

“Thank you, doctor.”

“No problem.”

After seeing the doctor off, Frankie breathed a sigh of relief. “How do you feel right now, President Burton? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

Justin looked incredibly lost and depressed.

“President Burton?”

It took a long while for him to regain his senses, after which he spoke in a hoarse voice, “Frankie, please do something for me.”

“Please say.”

“Organize all the assets under my name and contact a lawyer. I want to make a notarization.”

As he was slightly startled by those words, Frankie glanced at Justin in surprise. Is he planning to write a will after his close brush with death?

After issuing the instructions regarding the lawyer, Justin continued to stare at the ceiling boards with a hazy vision.

…

A letter from the attorney arrived at the hospital later that afternoon.

“President Burton…” Frankie had originally planned to suppress the lawsuit, but he did not expect Justin to yank the attorney’s correspondence from the stack of documents. By the time he entered the room, Justin was already reading the letter.

“President Hudson’s attitude had gone overboard. You’re still in the hospital. It’s hard to say whether you can even attend the court hearing on the day of the trial…”