The Silent Wife
Chapter 228
Chapter 228
Rachel was stunned upon hearing Julian’s words.
“Just have a good rest and call me if you need anything.” Julian said. Then, he got up and left with no intention of hearing her response.
Rachel’s lips quivered as she watched him leave, but she didn’t explain anything in the end.
Thanks to the conclusive evidence, Mr. Wayne was detained for the kidnapping and was awaiting trial. Furthermore, he had previously been charged with running a prostitution business. Therefore, it was almost impossible for him to escape punishment by law this time, and his predicament had been reported on the news quite a number of times.
Frankie told Justin about this in the ward. He said, “Now that things have gotten so serious, no one would dare to shield Mr. Wayne anymore. Also, you’d better have another string to your bow. Who settled the case of his nightclub’s involvement in prostitution last time? Collect the evidence and have it mailed anonymously to the Discipline Inspection Bureau.”
“I have sent someone to get it done already.”
“Great.” Justin leaned his back against the head of the bed, his leg still in plaster. Then, he glanced out of the door and asked, “How is she?”
Frankie hesitated for a moment. “Miss Hudson has been discharged from the hospital.”
Justin immediately straightened up in disbelief. “She’s already been discharged?” How could she leave the hospital without a word after I did her such a huge favor?
Frankie explained in embarrassment, “You’ve been unconscious for two days, whereas Miss Hudson was only in frail health. She was discharged from the hospital after a day’s rest, and that is quite normal.”
“Normal? Do you think it’s normal for her to leave right away without even saying thank you to the person who saved her life?”
“I’m sorry to say this, President Burton, but it was because of you that Samuel got kidnapped, so this matter is actually,” Frankie said, but he got a dirty look before he could finish his sentence. Since he didn’t dare to say another word, he quickly buttoned his lip. “Uh, please have lunch first.”
“I’m not eating. Take it away!” Justin’s face darkened as he flipped the pages of the contract in his hand loudly.
I put
at the lunch box he was carrying as he left the ward. After hesitating for a long time, he dialed a number. “Hello,
walked toward the
could you come
something
troubled. “President Burton refuses to eat anything. The way I see it, he isn’t going to eat anything until you’re here. You don’t have to do anything, though-all you have to do is come here and say that you made the food. I’ll get the
silent
know such a request is a bit too unreasonable for you. President
Samuel poked his head out of the crack of his bedroom door and watched for a long
“Are you hungry, Samuel? The soup will be ready in a
to the hospital to
go to
alone in the hospital with no visitors. Besides, the food in the hospital must be tasteless. If he can’t
“He won’t fall sick.”
Didn’t Mr. Beckham say
frowned. “Do you really want
solemnly. “Daddy saved my life, after all. Mommy, didn’t you say that we should always repay the kindness
only because he was unaccountably acknowledged as Justin’s son. If it weren’t for Justin, his life would have been peaceful, and nothing would have happened. The same was true of what had happened to Nancy back then. Despite all the efforts Justin had made, it was because of him that Nancy died in the end. However, the words ‘Keep on
inpatient department, he saw a familiar figure coming out of the elevator.
with a lunch box in his
“Samuel, where’s your mom?”
me to bring this here.” Samuel handed the lunch
the lunch box and glanced behind Samuel hesitantly.
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