My Mute Wife

Regardless of what Alan thought, he did take care of her a lot in the past two days.

[Thank you.]

At night, with the sound of the clattering water in the bathroom, Lexie was unable to read the book.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the water stopped abruptly and she immediately snapped out of it, closing the book and setting it aside, pulling the covers up quickly and lying down, turning her back in the direction of the bathroom, occupying only a very small spot by the side of the bed.

The sound of the door opening was followed by a slight rustle of the covers being lifted behind her.

“Are you asleep?”

Lexie’s eyes closed even tighter.

The next second, a large hand passed through the space between her neck and the pillow and pulled her into his embrace, his freshly showered body temperature unusually high, radiating heat like a steamer.

Lexie opened her eyes in panic, only to hear his voice from above her head, “Go to sleep.”

Even breathing swept the hair around her ears, the man’s chin rested right against the top of her head, and Lexie felt like a small caged bun, pressed inside a cage drawer, hot, but inexplicably reassuring and gradually relaxing.

Lexie rested at home for a few days, and the injury on her foot was almost healed.

That afternoon, she was alone in the garden tending to the flowers when Marry hurriedly pushed out the door, “Mrs. Howard, change your clothes, Mr. Stanley wants to see you.”

With a slight shake of the scissors in her hand, Lexie cut off the rose’s branch in one go, and a large, brightly colored rose just fell onto the grass.

[Did he say what he wants?]

“How should I know? Anyway, you’re told to go over there, so hurry back and change, it’s quite a while from here to the resort.”

Marry urged, and Lexie could only put her things down and go back to change.

“I’ll call you a cab.”

[No, I’ll drive.]

After Lexie drove away, Marry immediately changed her face, “When Mr. Alan is home, she pretends to have pain all over, now she can drive by herself.”

On the road leading to the outskirts of the city, Lexie looked at the three recommended paths on the navigation, hesitated for a moment, she chose the third route.

Flora had said that the traffic surveillance network on that road was minimal, especially since there was no time to repair it after the rainstorm some time ago, and many places were blind spots.

It was already dark.

In J City’s famous Happy Club, Alan was attending a party.

He took over the Howard Group at a young age, if he simply relied on his brain, some business simply could not be done.

Jack returned from a call and came up to Alan’s ear, “Mr. Alan, Mrs. Howard has been called by Mr. Stanley to see him again.”

Alan frowned, clinked his glass with a boss beside him calmly and, after drinking, he pretended to go to the bathroom and brought Jack out from the box.

“When was that?”

“I think it was this afternoon, the man from the resort called and said that Mrs. Howard has arrived.”

Alan’s eyes sank, thoughtful.

“Mr. Alan, I don’t think there’s any need to worry, Mr. Stanley has no grudge against Mrs. Howard, she might just be called over to listen to some lectures, it doesn’t matter.”

“Where’s Tina?”

Jack looked stunned, “You think this might be related to Tina again?”

“It’s certain.”

Dropping these words, Alan no longer hesitated and walked outside the clubhouse with wide strides.

“Mr. Alan, here …”

“You take care of it.”

Lexie was led by the butler into the hall where she had come last time.

When she entered, Mr. Stanley was drinking tea, and there was only a middle-aged woman in the room, standing by in a suit, presumably serving tea and water.

“Mr. Stanley, Miss Mitchell has arrived.”

The butler waited at the door until a nonchalant answer was given inside before gesturing for Lexie to enter.

“Have a seat,” Mr. Stanley spoke with a robust voice despite his old age.

Lexie nodded and sat down.

“Answer whatever I ask you,” Mr. Stanley glanced at her, a few chills sinking into his cloudy gaze, not hiding his displeasure with Lexie in the slightest.

Lexie showed a hesitant look.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman who had been standing beside the old man opened her mouth, “Miss Mitchell, there is no need to worry, I will translate for you.”

It turned out to be a sign language interpreter.

[Okay.]

“You were coerced into marrying into the Howard family by your father, weren’t you?”

[Yes.]

“Peter should have used this to coerce you into doing quite a few other things as well,” Mr. Stanley took a sip of his tea and said quietly, “I heard that some time ago, you were hospitalized?”

Lexie’s heart stuttered, [Yes.]

“And the reason?”

Lexie clenched her hand secretly, [I am feeling not well, hospitalized for something, nothing special.]

“Is that so?” The tone of the old man’s rhetorical question was clearly not convinced by this, “Do you think that you and Alan are living far away from me and I’m so old that I don’t know anything about?”

[That’s not what I meant. It’s true that I’m not well.]

Lexie wanted to explain something more, but Mr. Stanley seemed to have run out of patience, knocking his cane and saying coldly, “Go kneel in the ancestral hall.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Lexie was stunned and looked incredulously.

Because of the annual family feast in the summer resort, so the Howard family’s ancestral hall was also built here. It was a quadrangle, more or less incompatible with the distant European-style buildings, but the Howard family could be preserved through the war, which already a big family’s wisdom and luck.

“Mrs. Howard, it’s here.”

Lexie looked at the door of the ancestral hall in front of her, clenched her hand, and stepped inside.

The door behind her was closed with a creak, and she was the only one left in the candlelit ancestral hall.

After looking around, looking at the yellow futon in front of the tablet, Lexie hesitated for a moment, but went over and knelt down to pay her respects.

[All the ancestors of the Howard family, my apologies for disturbing you.]

She didn’t believe in God or Buddha, but had been taught by her grandmother since she was a child to be respectful.

It was completely dark outside.

“Miss Tina, Mr. Stanly has sent Lexie to kneel at the ancestral hall.”

At that, Tina immediately turned around from the balcony and looked far away in the direction of the ancestral hall in the northwest corner, snorting, “That damn place is eerie, enough suffering for that mute.”

“She just said a few words to the old man, and made him displeased and she got punishment to kneel in the ancestral hall.”

“When you dislike a person, even her breathing is wrong. A mute actually affect the company’s personnel transfer, can grandfather not be angry?”

Saying that, Tina glanced to the southeast, “Just wait, my cousin will probably be here soon.”

“Mr. Alan will come? He is concerned about her?”

“You all think Alan is lonely and cold, unscrupulous and doesn’t treat people like human beings, right?”

The subordinate’s face snapped and he dared not say more.

Tina sneered, “In fact, in the entire Howard family, he’s the most indecisive!”