My Mute Wife

Flora’s voice is like the weather just before it rains, dull and depressing.

“I received the news rushed to the time, the Interpol brigade side has closed the team, the emergency center car is still parked at the scene, grandma has been rescued ineffective, passed away.”

Lexie’s brain exploded with a ‘boom’.

Grandma … passed away?

The sound of emergency brakes sounded sharp and harsh in the street.

Lydia looked back in panic, only to see Lexie’s bloodless face, “Lexie!”

Lexie didn’t even hear Lydia’s voice as she violently grabbed Patrick’s phone and vocalized incredulously into it, opening her mouth but all she could do was hiss, “Aaaahhhh!”

She didn’t believe what Flora said. How could Grandma be dead?

The surgery was successful, and Kevin said that grandma would live in peace and health.

The hospital morgue.

The moment the doctor removed the white cloth, Lexie ‘flopped’ down on her knees, tears coming out of her eyes.

“Lexie, you …”

Lydia wanted to say something but was stopped by Patrick.

“Let’s go out first and leave Sister and Grandma alone for a while.”

No one knows better than he does how important a loved one who is dependent on him is to him, and his reaction would probably be the same if his grandmother died.

Looking at her face, which was no longer alive, Lexie couldn’t breathe for a moment and cried out as she held onto the bed.

The corridors all echoed with the sound of mournful cries.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of arguing came from the hallway.

“How dare you come? Who told you to come, you get out now!”

“Patrick, calm down, he didn’t cause this, why are you so mad?”

“If he hadn’t seen him die, would grandma have died? What qualifications does he have to see grandma?”

“What are you doing?” Lydia exclaimed, “Alan you have to tell them to let go of Patrick, what are you doing?”

The sound of leather shoes crashing on the floor came from the doorway.

Lexie kneeling in front of her grandmother, a pair of eyes red, listening to the sound of footsteps behind her, her hand holding the hospital bed gradually clenched into a fist, the corners of the lips are followed by trembling.

“Lexie,” Alan’s hand hung in mid-air, half-heartedly retracted, “people don’t come back from the dead.”

People can’t come back from the dead?

Lexie turned around sharply and stared at the man in front of her with a deadly stare.

It’s amazing that he can say something like that lightly.

Alan frowned, “I will let people arrange the afterlife for grandma, the site of the cemetery will be chosen in a place with good scenery, you don’t have to worry too much about the things behind, you pay attention to your body.”

Lexie’s body is still wounded, but how can these wounds compare to the wounds in her heart?

Looking at Alan’s indifferent look, Lexie couldn’t stand it anymore and pushed towards him fiercely.

Who told you to come? Who told you to come here! Who are you to come here?

She frantically punched Alan, while he didn’t duck and didn’t move to let her pounce.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Those soft punches were nothing to him, and Lexie, who had lost all sense of rage and resentment, could not see the pain in his eyes.

Why can’t you save grandma?

If you are willing to save grandma, perhaps the former things can be written off, this life owes you such a big favor, you treat me again, I can also endure.

But you just don’t see the death.

Her grandmother is the benefactor who raised her, and although she is not related by blood, she is loved as if she were her own granddaughter.

Lexie cried out in pain, her voice already hoarse and unbearable to listen to.

The thought that from now on, there will be no more grandma in this world, no more relatives who only love and protect her, no more people holding her hand and nagging her in the ear, treating her like a child, Lexie felt the same pain as cutting her flesh.

In an instant, the sky spun and the ground went black.

“Lexie!”

“Jack, call the doctor!”

The man’s eager voice gradually became indistinct and muffled, becoming the last voice Lexie heard before she fainted.

It was afternoon when I woke up.

Patrick stood guard at the bedside and immediately turned to call out when he saw she was awake, “Flora, Lexie’s awake!”

Flora poured a glass of water for Lexie.

“Is it okay?”

Lexie leaned back on the bed, shaking her head to indicate she didn’t want to drink, her eyes red and puffy.

Flora sighed helplessly, “One has to look ahead.”

A word that hit Lexie’s heart again.

From now on, Grandma only has the past, no more future.

“When I arrived, the Interpol side has closed the team, the perpetrators are two ex-convicts, has now been arrested and is still in the trial, the killer behind the curtain will soon be caught out, you do not worry.”

Lexie clutched the covers, [The killer was going after Alan, he thought he could threaten him by capturing Grandmother, but they didn’t think Alan didn’t take me seriously at all].

The life of the grandmother was taken for nothing.

As she spoke, tears fell from Lexie’s eyes again.

Flora didn’t know how to comfort and sighed again.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door came from outside, the high heels stepped on the floor, rubbing extra sharp, “The ward condition is good, three days of hospitalization, you are really delicate enough.”

Edith stood in the doorway as if she was watching the action.

[What are you doing here?

Lexie blushed.

Flora also frowned, “What brings you here?”

Edith was a bit scared when she saw Flora and moved towards the table, not meaning to approach, “What’s all the fuss about? Lexie’s grandma isn’t my grandma, but she’s been friends with our family for years, she’s gone, what’s wrong with me coming to see her?”

Flora sulked, “Are you that kind?”

“What am I bothering with dead people? You bet Miss Miller.”

Lexie, however, looked at Edith, [You didn’t come just to give Grandma a ride, did you?

Edith has always been unprofitable, and her coming here can’t be that simple.

The first thing I did was to send my grandmother on her way. After the accident, I didn’t advise Alan, after all, it was a human life, but he thought it was more appropriate to leave this kind of thing to the police, and I couldn’t help it.”

“Sister, don’t blame me.”

Edith’s words were like ice knives in Lexie’s eardrums, making her ears perk up.

[Did Alan call the police to cause Grandma’s death?

Will not, even if he sees death and refuses to sacrifice the interests, it is not to make such a detrimental thing, she has long begged him, can not call the police.

“If Alan hadn’t called the police, how could the kidnappers have ripped off the kidnappers so quickly? Besides, isn’t Miss Miller here? Wouldn’t you just ask her and find out?”

Edith’s words sent Lexie into an abyss.

And Flora’s expression was even more complicated, saying arduously, “The Interpol did get involved early.”