The Silent Wife

Seeing the continuous stream of incoming messages, Rachel made a decision and replied, 'I'm really fine, just a little tired. I'm going to sleep now!

After that, no matter what Hans sent, she refused to reply. After a while, Hans sent one last message. 'Rest well!

Then, Rachel's phone finally went inactive, allowing her to sigh in relief, but her emotions at that moment were unbearable.

If Hans came at this hour and bumped into Justin, or if anyone else witnessed his visit, it would only cause more trouble. Rachel put down her phone and got down from the bed to pour herself some water.

It was then when she heard the sound of the door opening, and a set of high heels screeched against the floor. "Mrs. Burton! Why are you pouring water on your own? Could it be that Justin didn't even bother to hire a care worker for you?"

Rachel didn't even have to look up to know that it was Amber.

It was a great chance for Amber to ridicule Rachel now that the latter was hospitalized, so Amber wouldn't pass it up so easily.

Why are you here?

"Don't get so wary. I heard that you're hospitalized, so I came over to visit. After all, you're my sister, right?" Amber's cynicism was unmistakable right from the start. "Even Dad asked me to treat you better, so apparently, the Hudson Family has to rely on you in the future."

Amber walked up to the table. "Allow me to pour you some water; it's just a little matter you shouldn't concern yourself with."

With that, she poured out a glass of water in front of Rachel and handed it to her. "There. Drink up."

The water was still boiling hot and emitting vapor.

Rachel nodded slightly in thanks, but she never believed that Amber would be so kindhearted all of a sudden.

Just as expected, right before Rachel was about to take the glass, Amber let go.

The glass went crashing on the floor, and as it shattered, the hot water splashed in all directions.

Rachel didn't manage to dodge in time, so the hot water scalded her feet and caused her to inhale sharply in pain. She had to use a corner of the table as support in order to stabilize herself. "Oops! I'm so sorry. I thought you'd hold it better."

Amber feigned surprise at Rachel. "Did you get scalded? Come on! I told you not to drink water that's boiling hot. I'll go get another glass of cold water for you."

What do you want?

"What do I want? Don't you know already?" Amber's expression changed faster than lightning. "Did you think I forgot about the time you pushed me into the water? You good-for-nothing dummy!" Rachel's face went pale as her pupils contracted rapidly.

How could she forget? Amber wasn't one to let someone off the hook so easily. Rachel had made a fool of Amber in front of the guests at the birthday celebration, so she wouldn't let it go just like that. While Rachel was wrapping her head around that fact, Amber had already fetched a cold glass of water.

The warm sunlight shone in from outside the window, and it lit the glass up like a lantern. However, the light in Amber's eyes was stone cold.

Rachel instinctively put up her arms to cover her face.

"Aaah!"

The chill Rachel had braced for didn't come. Instead, Amber's scream shocked her, and as she raised her head to look, she saw Amber's arm pinned behind her by a short-haired woman. Amber's back was forced into a bend to accommodate the posture, and she was still screaming when the glass in her hand was taken away from her.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"It's no wonder that the relationship between doctors and their patients is so tense; it's thanks to doctors like you who abuse their patients."

The woman's voice was cool and lacked emotion, and she seemed to be pinning Amber's arm effortlessly. However, no matter how much Amber struggled, she couldn't break free.

"Ah!"

Amber shrieked. "Let go right now, or I'll call the police!"

"Struggle any more, and you'll have to bid your arm goodbye."

"Don't bluff me; I'm a doctor, and I -"

Amber was still prideful at first as she tried to move a little, but a crisp sound of something cracking filled the space when she moved, as if it were the sound of celery being broken in half. She was stunned for a while, and then another horrifying scream escaped her mouth. "Argh!"

Rachel's heart was beating wildly as she witnessed the scene. She frantically gestured, pleading with the short-haired woman to let Amber go.

Amber was the apple of Jefferey's eye. If anything happened to her, no ordinary person would be able to handle the consequences. "What are you doing?"

A man's voice came from the door. Rachel quickly looked up to see Julian at the door.

Julian walked hurriedly-in. At the same time, the short-haired woman had already tossed Amber to the side.

Amber staggered a little, and Julian hurried over to support her. "What happened?"

"Julian!... I think my arm is broken." Amber was in so much pain that beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and she was close to tears. She leaned into Julian's embrace and kept shouting, "It hurts so much!"

Julian spoke to the short-haired woman coldly. "Who ordered you to do this? Do you know how long you'd be in jail for assaulting someone?"

It's not like that!

Rachel immediately stood in front of the short-haired woman and shook her head furiously in Julian's direction.

She helped me.

Julian was slightly stunned in disbelief.

At that moment, Amber sobbed even louder in Julian's arms. "Julian, it hurts so much that I'm going to die! Take me to the orthopedics and ask for Doctor Edwards! I think my arm is really broken." "You should take a trip to the psychiatry first."

Rachel was still bewildered when a hand grabbed her. The short-haired woman had pulled her behind her, and she spoke with a poker face. "So you call a crazy lady who splashes hot water on her patients a doctor?

"Hot water?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Julian saw the mess under the table and noticed that Rachel's feet were swollen and red from the scalding. In an instant, he understood the events that transpired, and he pushed Amber away with a livid expression.

"Ah!" Amber shrieked as she supported her dislocated arm, tears streaming down her face. Still, she gritted her teeth and said, "Julian, don't believe them! They're working together to lay the blame on me!" "I'll be the judge of that." Julian sent her a cold glare.

Ever since he witnessed Amber's wickedness at the pond in the Burton Residence, he knew then that Amber was no kind soul. He guessed that the incident today must also be Amber's doing. Seeing the futility in covering the truth, Amber was so pissed that she started crying. "Julian, how could you!"

"If you have time to yelp here, you'd be better off getting a doctor to join your bones back." The short haired woman glanced at Amber and said meaningfully, "If you drag it out, there might be side effects even they were joined back."

At that, Amber was so frightened that she went pale in the face. She could only manage to stutter, "Y You just wait! You'll get a lawyer's letter in no time!"

After saying that, she ran away in haste, shielding her 'broken' arm, and even her silhouette looked panicked. As soon as she was gone, Julian took Rachel's hand. "Let me check for any injuries."

Rachel sat by the bed and carefully lifted the legs of her pants. There was a large swollen area on the exposed surface, and blisters were already forming on her skin. Julian frowned in compassion. "Hang in there. I'll go get some medicine."

Following that, Julian left as quickly as he had come.

After the door slammed shut, Rachel was left alone in the ward with the short-haired stranger, allowing

her to finally have the time to observe and register her appearance.

The stranger was a great deal taller than Rachel. She had a slender figure and was clad in army green overalls and leather boots. The features on her face were bright and bold, and she looked cool yet spirited at the same time.

She said, "My name is Janice Hawkins. Hans sent me."

Her reply caught Rachel by surprise.

Janice walked over to the corner where she had placed the gifts and picked up the fruits and flowers. She held them higher for Rachel to see. "He said that you got sick and were hospitalized. He thought he shouldn't make an appearance, so he asked me to visit you in his stead."