The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin) novel Chapter 577

Jerry visibly shook when he caught sight of the so-called kind smile.

Justin kept that terrifying smile plastered on his face. ‘Do you still want to write down her contact? Or do you want to have my contact? She usually has to take care of our child at home, so she doesn’t have time to reply to messages.”

“Ahem! Um… I don’t think I want that.

“I have something to do. Let’s have a chat. again when we have the chance.”

“You want to have a chat again?”

“Ah! N-No more chatting.”

Just like that, Jerry dashed out of there after throwing that out.

Rachel was looking at Justin before she finally came to her senses. “Why are you here?” she asked.

“Did I interrupt something?”

“You sure did.” She raised her eyebrows. “More accurately, you interrupted my business talk.”

“Business?”

She proceeded to raise her chin toward the figure who ran to the next booth. “He is a student at a nearby medical school, and he is studying Eastern medicine. I thought he would be a suitable candidate to work at the company after we talked, so we were going to exchange contacts.”

“Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”

“Go ahead and ask him if you don’t believe me. Everyone from that booth is from the same school.”

“Ahem!” Justin coughed awkwardly.

He didn’t think she was really talking about a collaboration? I mean, who would even talk about that in a nightclub? he thought to himself.

“What? Don’t tell me you thought I would lay my hands on such a young man?”

“Of course not!” Justin coughed again to hide his embarrassment. She looked at him with scrutinizing eyes as she teased, “Then why did you tell him that?”

Justin was ferocious when he barked about how he was Rachel’s husband, making the young lad scamper away with his tail between his legs in fear that he was misunderstood and would be beaten up right there and then.

Instead of answering her, he solemnly waved a waiter over and pointed at the booth behind.

“I will pay for that table. Also, send a fruit platter over.”

“Yes, sir.”

He couldn’t possibly apologize when there was still the possibility of the young man approaching Rachel intentionally to get a job. Young men in this day and age were too smart for their own good.

However, he had no problem footing their bill. Not only could he appear to be a generous man, he could also stake his claim to Rachel. As expected, Rachel was satisfied with Justin’s solution to the issue.

“Did you come here alone?”

“No.”

“Where is the rest of the group, then?”

Speak of the devil.

As soon as she asked that, the dancing trio were dragged to Rachel’s booth by the back of their necks from the dancefloor, while being witnessed by the crowd of clubgoers.

The only person who wasn’t manhandled by the back of her neck was Carmen, who waddled behind them. She was still living in the moment, and even high-fived passers-by as she remained completely oblivious to her friends” fate.

“Geez, let go! Let go of me!”

Even though Jolly struggled throughout the journey from the dance floor to the booth, she was still thrown to the sofa at last.

After that, Leroy immediately took off his jacket. Embarrassed, she smoothed out her clothes and glared at him. “What the hell are you doing?!”

“What, you ask?” He swiftly wrapped her in the jacket. “Put it on,” he demanded.

Jolly had a halter top on. Even though her outfit wasn’t considered all that strange in a place like this, her body was, undeniably, too perfect. She was curvy in all the right places. She wouldn’t have been the center of attention otherwise.

Victor, too, had taken off his own jacket to put on Gloria.

“Do you girls want to die or something?”

Jolly still remained firm as she rebutted, “How petty of you. This is a bachelorette party. Are we supposed to have tea instead of dance at a bachelorette party?”

Now that she said that, it did make sense. Carmen quickly shook her head while she consciously put on the jacket. “I don’t like tea,” she whined. “It is so bitter.”

“Fine. Continue with it, then.” Leroy leaned back into the sofa with his arms crossed. “I will sit here and watch.”