The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 450

“This is the weather forecast for Zermatt. Due to the winds from the North Atlantic Ocean, the Federal Office of Meteorology has issued a yellow alert for blizzards this week. People living in Zermatt should make preparations with sufficient supplies. Avoid going out…”

The reporter was currently conveying the updated weather report in the weather forecast segment. Although it was still dark outside, everyone had begun to wake up and gather by the fireplace in the living room.

Although Victor did not understand what was being said on the television, he was able to make an educated guess by looking at the swathes of yellow on the map and the ghastly snowstorm slamming against the windows.

A blizzard only happened once in a hundred. years, yet they were unlucky enough to be here for it. “We are so cursed.” Jolly dejectedly sighed. “Why is there a blizzard going on right now? From how bad the storm is, the train will not be able to get here at all, so Gloria won’t be coming.

“Even if the train can get to us, the ski resort will not open with this weather,” said Leroy. “Since the excuse you guys used was that you wanted to go skiing, she will never come now.” Rachel sighed as well, at a loss on how to comfort the rest of the group.

“Don’t be so down,” Hernandez said while patting Victor on the shoulder. “You still have other chances. This is not your only chance to propose to her. As the saying goes, the road to happiness is strewn with setbacks.”

That drew a chuckle from Jolly. “Your Spanish has improved. You know the proverbs now?” “I know more, like ‘where there’s a will, there’s a way”.”

“Amazing. Let me test you on another.””Test away.” Hernandez was a certified lawyer in multiple countries. If he took a test for Spanish proficiency, he would definitely ace it. There was no way Jolly did not know that, but she was merely trying to liven up the air..

When Victor slipped out of the room, Rachel followed out of worry. She then saw him trying to take a picture of the fridge full of red roses.

“Victor.” “Rachel,” he acknowledged, turning back to look. at her. “Don’t be upset. You will have other chances. This is just an accident.”

“I am not upset.’ He smiled. “Everyone has helped me so much that I practically did nothing. Frankly speaking, I came here empty handed. I only thought it was a waste that the flowers were bought for nothing, so I wanted to take a few pictures of them.”

The walk-in fridge was stuffed full of roses. They were to be used in the proposal, but they were unexpectedly trapped here, like everyone else. Hearing that, she found it wasteful too.

“It is the intent that matters. When Ria knows about this, she would be so touched.” She then held out her hand. “Come, let me take a photo of you with the roses.”

“It’s fine.” Victor was the stereotypical guy who did not like having photos taken of him. Thus, his face went pale with fear.

“Fool,” she said, snatching his phone away instead of just waiting. “If you are not in the photo, how will Ria know you did this? How would she know you actually prepared all this?” “She knows I will never lie to her.”

“Enough with the excuses. Stand still.” She soon ran out of patience and snapped a photo of him before he could even try to block his face from the camera. With a loud snap, his stiff expression was immortalized.