My Mute Wife

“What’s wrong?” Myles’ questioning voice came from the side.

Lexie ignored him and input a message, “I came downtown to see Grandma and do some shopping on the way.”

“It just so happens that I’m near your Grandma’s house, I’ll pick you up, there’s a party that I want you to attend with me.”

Lexie went stiff, “I haven’t gone there yet, I’m shopping.”

Seeing Lexie’s face getting pale, Myles realized that something was wrong and asked, “What’s wrong? Is it Alan looking for you?”

When the new message popped up, Lexie only glanced at it and immediately picked up her bag and headed out.

[I have some business to take care of, so I’ll go first.]

The white car pulled away from the alleyway and sped all the way to the main city CBD.

The phone screen was still stuck on the message from Alan.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since you’re shopping at the mall, buy yourself a gown and come to the Jing Feng Hotel in an hour to accompany me to the dinner party, and by the way, I like red.”

Lexie vaguely felt that something was wrong, and her intuition told her that Alan might have known something.

But she told herself that she should clam down.

She went to the dress shop as fast as she could and bought a red dress.

“Mrs. Howard, do you need to try something else?”

[No, just this one.]

“Forty-three thousand.”

Lexie drew a black card from her bag and handed it over, [Swipe this one.]

Across the street, inside the black car, a ‘ding’ sounded with a sub-card charge alert.

The man’s face, however, remained grim.

It was getting dark.

Lexie arrived at the Jing Feng Hotel before the appointed time, changed into her high heels before getting off. Looking at the imposing hotel door in front of her, she took a deep breath and held her handbag tightly.

“I’m here, where are you?” She sent a message over and waited for Alan’s reply.

“1204.”

Without any elaboration, a concise room number appeared on the phone screen, and Lexie froze for a moment and replied with the word “Okay”.

The walk down the elevator to the room was a journey that kept her panicked.

As the doorbell had just been rung, the door to the room opened, and the tall figure enveloped with the light, causing her to subconsciously take a step back, but seeing Alan’s tuxedoed suit, she felt less nervous.

[Aren’t we going to a dinner party? At this hotel?]

As soon as she entered the door, Lexie asked her question.

The sound of the ‘click’ of the room door unlocking came from behind them.

“Won’t you ask me why I’m suddenly taking you to a dinner party?”

Lexie faintly stared, [You said before not to question what you said.]

“You’ve taken everything I’ve said to your heart.”

Lexie shuddered when Alan’s large hand brushed through her hair and touched her earlobe.

[What’s wrong with you?]

“Nice dress, picked it out yourself? How long did it take to pick it out?”

Lexie’s skin was very fair, and she looked like a delicate rose in this red dress.

[It didn’t take long for there is a few finished red dresses in the store.]

“Been to see Grandma?”

Alan asked carelessly, his large hand falling along her earlobe to her neck.

[Not yet.]

With a jerk, Lexie drew back a cold breath.

Alan pinched her neck but didn’t make it with force, “Not yet? Or you didn’t intend to?”

Lexie’s eyes were clear and innocent as she looked at him in alarm.

As the neck was pinched more and more tightly, she heard his deep voice, “What’s the rush to accompany me to a dinner party since you’ve already signed the divorce papers? Might as well go see Grandma, no?”

Lexie snapped back to her senses, [It was Mr. Stanley who told me to sign it.]

“You mean that wasn’t your intention?”

Lexie shook her head.

“Good,” Alan snorted, looking away at something, “Then tell me, where did you go this afternoon? Met someone?”

Lexie was stunned.

He knew it..

[I don’t know what you’re talking about.]

“Still lying!” Alan choked her fiercely, “Who is that man, worthy of you running out to see him again and again?”

Lexie was instantly pinched and couldn’t breathe, a hoarse, unpleasant sound escaping from her throat.

There had never been a moment like this one when Alan felt a burning anger in his chest that he couldn’t extinguish, a picture that lingered in his mind from the first time he saw her and that man talking and laughing in Old Town three days ago.

The woman had never smiled like that in front of him even once.

He was jealous, insanely jealous.

It was a bad feeling to be swayed by emotions, and he disliked it, so he hadn’t gone back to the resort for the past three days, thinking that he could change this irrational state of mind quickly with this.

Until he saw that signed divorce agreement today.

All the suppressed emotions burst out in a flash, like a blazing fire ravaging the wilderness, in one uncontrollable burst.

“I’m going to give you one last chance, who is the man you went to see and what is your relationship to him?”

Lexie shook her head desperately, her face went pale.

Alan’s face looked grim, “Still saying signing the agreement wasn’t voluntary for you? Are you willing to die for that man?”

“I’ll fulfill your wish!”

The next second, Lexie was thrown onto the bed, the back of her head hitting the edge of the bed, but she couldn’t care about the pain, only shrinking back in horror.

His large, cool hands grabbed her slim ankles and parted her legs hard.

“Ah…”

The red gown was torn.

“Lexie, remember, you were sold to me by Peter, and even if you’re a cripple, as long as I haven’t had enough, you’ll never leave the Howard family.”

“Where did he touch you?”

“Here?”

“Or here?”

The twinge in her skin made Lexie cry out, her hoarse voice echoing through the room.

After the mad rampage, the bed was a mess.

Lexie prostrated herself on the edge of the bed and trembled, one hand clutching the sheet as if it were her last dignity, her eyes red and no longer in focus.

Alan straightened the cuffs of his suit, turned to see her, and extended his hand towards her.

Lexie shuddered fiercely and hugged the quilt, quickly shrinking to the corner of the bed.

Alan frowned, suppressing the faint glimmer of chagrin in his eyes, and said coldly, “Feeling humiliated? You’d better keep this feeling of being humiliated in mind, and if I catch you once more, it won’t just be like this.”

There was a ‘bang’ and the room trembled the moment the door slammed shut.

Lexie’s nearly frozen gaze looked at the TV cabinet across the room, and tears barley fell.

The corridor of the hotel.

As soon as Alan came out, Jack followed, “Mr. Alan, the dinner party has already started and they’re all waiting for you.”

“All here?”

“Yes …”

As if he hadn’t heard Jack, Alan listened with a grim face, then suddenly said, “Go check out the man Lexie met in the old town that day.”

“What?”

The man that Lexie refused to name his name.