My Mute Wife

Lexie backed away in fear, but was grabbed by the leg and yanked under the bed, the back of her head hitting the edge of the bed in pain, but she did not even have time to cry out, the fat man reached out and ripped the suspenders off her skirt.

The whips fell on her body like a rainstorm of madness.

“Ah…”

The woman was unable to dodge, repressed hoarse screams, the man instead gained great pleasure, more and more excited, a greasy face flushed with red, impatient towards Lexie’s chest to grab.

“Bang…”

With a loud bang, the door of the room was kicked open.

Mr. Chow was startled and slowed down a step in his hands.

“Fuck…”

Before he had time to turn around, he blacked out before his eyes, and the man from the rear quickly used a black cloth to cover his head and pinned him to the corner, a bout of punches and kicks in a gruesome scream.

Lexie cowered on the edge of the bed, her hair disheveled and unclothed, like a rag doll.

Jack’s face went white and he took off his suit jacket and covered her with it.

The sound of slow pacing came from the doorway.

The man’s cold eyes gestured, Jack immediately gestured to several bodyguards, instructing them to drag Mr. Chow, who was still grunting in the bag, out.

With a ‘click’, the door of the room closed again.

Lexie lay prostrate at Alan’s feet, shivering.

[I was wrong.]

Don’t …

Alan looked at the woman in front of him from above, his eyes were cold like a mass of ice, he squatted down and lifted Lexie’s clean face, the action was not too big, even a little gentle, “Knowing your mistake is good, remember how you feel today, leave the Howard family, you are nothing, let people trample on you.”

Lexie winced, her teeth almost knocking.

[Why, why me?]

Without himself, Alan has countless other options, why must he torture himself so much, why can’t he let himself go?

“Because you’re Lexie, nominally the daughter of the Mitchell family, but in reality with no one behind you, you’re better to manipulate than Edith, and even if you died one day in the Howard family, do you think anyone would dare ask me one more word?”

One by one, the icy words burrowed into the ears, like a thorn in the side, poking open every nerve.

Lexie’s hands and feet were cold as she fell into the abyss.

Alan stared at her face for a moment, dropped his hand, turned his back and said, “I’ll give you one night to sort yourself out, and first thing tomorrow morning, get to work on time.”

Dropping these words, he walked away without looking back.

Lexie’s one hand propped up on the ground, supporting her shivering body, she struggled to grasp her hand as if she could grab something, but only grabbed a handful of air, nothing in her hand.

It was she who overestimated the significance of her existence and underestimated the cruelty of Alan’s methods.

It was her high opinion of herself that got Myles killed.

She rubbed her shoulders so hard she felt dirty from all the places the man had touched.

When I think of what just happened, a burst of acid goes straight up in my stomach.

“Vom–”

She braced herself on the floor and vomited frantically, throwing up to the sky.

When Alan came out of the private room, Jack stood up straight, “Mr. Howard, what about Mr. Chow’s side?”

“Beat it up, break the tendons, throw it in the suburbs, and make it clean.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“By the way, Miss Hunt just called and asked where you were, she seemed to have something for you.”

Alan glanced at his phone, which had several missed calls, all from Lydia.

After a moment of silence, Alan said, “You stay here and take her home later.”

“Yes.”

Looking at Alan’s departing figure, Jack sighed.

I really don’t understand what the boss is thinking.

In the apartment, as soon as Alan arrived, Lydia looked anxious, “Why did you just come? Lexie is missing, she was there when I left, something is wrong, right? Should we call the police?”

“She’s fine.”

Lydia was stunned, “Did you take her away?”

Alan nodded slightly, let go of Lydia’s hand and went to sit down on the couch, “Got any wine?”

Lydia silently clenched her fingers, looking at the man’s back, her eyes suddenly ached.

“Yes.”

Lexie was sent back to the Howard family by Jack.

Diana saw her as if she had seen a ghost, “You still know to come back ah you? Your own man is injured, you go back to your mother’s home is half a month, your mother’s home is so good, do not come back to forget.”

Lexie didn’t explain anything and went straight upstairs.

Diana wanted to say something else but was stopped by Jack, “Ma’am, Lexie is helping Mr. Howard with some work stuff and is tired, you don’t mind.”

“A job?” Diana rolled her eyes, “It’s not thanks to Alan that she can make a career, and now she’s putting up a fight with me, there’s time for her to regret it.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jack smiled sarcastically, “You rest early, I’ll go first.”

“Wait, why isn’t Alan back?”

“Mr. Howard has gone to Miss Hunt’s.”

Diana was stunned and frowned, “What’s with this Miss Hunt? Alan is so attached to her.”

Jack shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

“You don’t know or you don’t want to tell me?”

“I really don’t know, anyway, it should be someone who is quite important to Mr. Howard.”

Jack looked pale, said goodbye and left the Howard family.

Listening to the sound of the door closing from upstairs, Diana grunted coldly, wrapped her shawl around her and sat down on the sofa, sulking, “A dummy in front of me hasn’t been solved yet, and another little girl runs out, how come I didn’t find so many things before!”

Marry added tea, “Ma’am, I don’t think we need to worry too much, that Miss Hunt doesn’t look too old, I heard she’s still in college.”

“I’m just wondering about this… a little girl who just started college, how did she get to know Alan, and Alan is so protective of her that he’s willing to let her fool around with the company.”

Diana pondered for a moment, “No, Marry, you ask someone to check the girl’s background, I always feel uneasy.”

“Yes.”

Alan did not return overnight.

The next day, Lexie dared not disobey him and left early for work.

Just arrived at the office, before sitting down, the sound of a door opening behind you followed.

Lydia raised the paper bag in her hand, “I bought breakfast, and I bought one for you too by the way.”

[Thank you.]

Lydia put down her breakfast and didn’t mean to leave, “Hey, do you have any books on sign language? Lend me two books to read.”

Lexie was slightly stunned, not understanding what she meant by that.

“I can’t always talk to myself and have trouble communicating with you.”

Without waiting for Lexie’s response, Lydia suddenly turned her words around, “I’m going to report to school at the end of this month, so you should be happy that you’re the only one left around Alan then, right?”

Lexie’s brow furrowed and her eyes sank.

[Do you think I should be happy to be coerced and stay in such a cage-like place where life is worse than death?

Lydia is like a flower that has been kept in Alan’s greenhouse, never experiencing pain and thinking that what she wants is what others want.

In fact, his honey, your arsenic.