The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 Future Plans

Alcohol made a person quicker to anger. Rachel pushed Justin away, knocking over the bottle of water in his hands and sending it rolling across the floor.

This frightened a couple walking past them. Hurriedly, Justin apologized to them, “Sorry for that.” Thankfully, the guy was easily pacified and soon walked away with his girlfriend.

Once Rachel was done puking, she then walked away from Justin.

“Rae!” Justin ran after her and tried to stop her.

When Justin was near her, she abruptly turned to stare at him with an extremely sober gaze. “Just how long do you plan on following me? Do you think I’m grateful you made it in time? Who do you think you are?”

“I was just worried about you,” Justin replied. “Robin isn’t a good guy.”

“Do you think I don’t know that? But I had to go today because Hudson Pharmaceuticals’ matter must be resolved. It doesn’t matter whether today is a success or not. Once he has a target for his anger, this feud could be over!”

The more Rachel spoke, the angrier she got. “But then you had to come. Now, everything has been for nothing! His hate for me will only grow!”

Hearing this made Justin furious. “Wake up! Someone like him won’t have mercy on you just because he has vented out his anger. You didn’t even need to lower yourself by going to that kind of place. What do you take yourself for?”

“Well, that’s none of your business, Justin Burton, great President Burton, Young Master Justin!”

The more names Rachel threw at him, the louder she spoke. “Do you think everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth, like you? Do you think everyone has a protector helping them in everything? I can only rely on myself in whatever I do! I don’t need a hero to save me, and you can’t save me! So, stop following me!”

After leaving those ruthless words, Rachel turned and left.

Justin was left standing alone in the frosty night air. The people walking around him threw him sympathetic glances as he kept standing there.

Meanwhile, Rachel kept stumbling and walking. When she grew tired, she took off her heels and continued walking on bare feet.

The rocks beneath her pierced into the soles of her feet, and the pain eventually woke her up from her anger.

There were still about five miles left to go before she reached home. If she kept walking, the soles of her feet would bleed.

After a while, she sat down on the side of the road.

As the evening breeze blew across her face, she slowly sobered up.

Just then, a car pulled to a stop near her, and the driver stepped out of the car. “Julian?” Rachel asked, surprised.

Twenty minutes later, in an office in the hospital.

“That was so thoughtless of you. What were you thinking? Why did you walk on the road with bare feet? What if there was a nail or something on the road? Do you not care about your feet?”

Although Julian kept grumbling and nagging, his hands kept cleaning and dressing her wounds.

“All done. Don’t let your feet get wet for the next two days and remember to reapply the cream when it’s time to do so.”

Julian then took a pair of brand new slippers from the drawers and said, “Wear these.”

After grabbing the slippers, Rachel leaned back against the couch with her arms around a cushion. “When did you get back?”

After all, Julian had been studying overseas for quite a while now, and no one had ever said anything about when he’d be back.

“Yesterday afternoon. I had to hand in a report as soon as I arrived, so I didn’t have time to tell anyone yet,” he answered.

“How did you know I was there, then?” Rachel asked.

Julian frowned slightly in response and turned to clean up the room in order to hide the conflicted emotions in his eyes. “My meeting just so happened to end late, and I was driving by the area.”

“What a coincidence,” Rachel mused.

“Yeah,” he grunted in response.

“Rest here for now. I’ll throw these out first,” he said.

“Okay.”

Julian then left the room with the trash and walked over to the trash bin in the hallway. After throwing out the trash, he dialed a number on his phone.

“Where are you?” Julian asked when the call went through.