The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355 Prickly Hedgehog

Half a month went by. One morning, Rachel brought the two children downstairs, preparing to send them to school. “Charlotte, hurry up. You’re going to be late.”

“Wait for me, Mommy, I want to braid my hair.” “There’s not enough time.” Rachel was exasperated. “You’re definitely going to be late if you braid it.”

Charlotte immediately became unhappy upon hearing that.

“Pouting won’t work. I asked you to wake up earlier this morning, but you had to insist on sleeping in. Whose fault is that? Anyway, it’s time to go. Now.” Rachel glanced at her watch. “I still have a meeting to attend later. We’re really out of time.”

Samuel also looked like he still wasn’t awake yet as he held Rachel’s hand and followed her to the elevator. They were immediately greeted by a black car the moment they exited their apartment complex—it was Justin’s car.

Justin was looking at his watch as he leaned against his car. When he saw Rachel, he stepped toward her. “I thought that I was late and already missed you three.”

Rachel was a little stunned. “Didn’t you say that you were going to pick Charlotte up later tonight after school?”

According to the court’s verdict, Justin could take Charlotte every Friday night to spend the weekend with him. However, Charlotte didn’t accept the olive branch Justin offered her. Even now, she was still upset with him. Although more than a month had passed, the only thing she would agree to was dinner with Justin every Friday night.

“I didn’t have anything on my schedule today, and I just so happened to be in the area. Let me send you to your destination.”

Before Rachel could answer, Samuel was already squinting in concentration while scrambling into the back of Justin’s car. He even put his safety belt on before his head tilted to the side as he fell asleep again. All his actions seemed like he was sleepwalking.

Rachel couldn’t possibly get Samuel to get out of the car at this point. With no other choice, she agreed. “Charlotte, get in the car.”

Charlotte looked unwilling and decided to kick up a fuss. “I don’t like black cars. I like red ones better.”

Rachel’s car was red.

Charlotte was typically a reasonable girl, but the moment she saw Justin, she was like a prickly little cactus, repeatedly pricking him. The saying that daughters were daddy’s girls was completely untrue here. This “daddy’s girl” was more like a hedgehog.

Justin frowned. “Charlotte.”

Charlotte folded her arms, disgust on her face.

In the end, Rachel couldn’t take the sight anymore and unkindly put a stop to Charlotte’s antic. “Red cars? Stop being so unreasonable. You’ve been taking the taxi to school this entire week. Were any of them red?”

Charlotte had no comeback for this. Her little face was tense, her cheeks puffed out.

Rachel’s voice then softened. “Alright now, get in. I’ll braid your hair for you in the car.”

“Really?”

“Really. I’ll count to three. If you still haven’t gotten into the car and put on your safety belt by then, then I won’t braid your hair.” With that, Rachel began to stick her fingers up and count. “One, two…”

Before she could finish saying ‘three,’ Charlotte had already smoothly climbed into the back seat and put on her safety belt. “Mommy, I’m done!”

Rachel nodded, satisfied, before looking at Justin apologetically. “Let’s go.”

The car left the residential district and trundled onto the main street. Since Rachel and the children were in the back, they were visible in the rearview mirror. Rachel was in the middle of braiding Charlotte’s hair.

Justin’s hands loosely gripped the steering wheel, his fingers long and slender, and his knuckles prominent. He glanced at the mirror before asking, “Why have you been taking taxis recently? Where’s your car?”

“Sent to the workshop for maintenance,” Rachel answered.

“It’s not exactly easy for you to pick up the kids then.”

“It’s definitely inconvenient during the morning and evening traffic jams, especially when both kids have finished school for the day. Fortunately, Victor would sometimes pick them up and bring them back by subway.”

“The subway?” Justin was taken aback. “Did Charlotte agree to take the subway?”

This pampered girl had been raised like a princess since she was little. She had never once taken public transport. Whenever she went out of the house, she would be escorted by a horde of attendants. She would wish for nothing more than for the cars to make way for her.

“Quit looking down on me.” Charlotte’s brows furrowed. “I like taking the subway. It’s amazing! It just goes ‘whoosh whoosh whoosh,’ and then I’m home. It’s way faster than a car.”