The Silent Wife novel (Rachel and Justin)
Chapter 238

Chapter 238

The kiss came about quite unexpectedly and Rachel couldn't react fast enough before she was pushed onto the genuine silk bed sheets. The only sound she could hear at the moment was the noise of the rustling of clothes by her ears.

Just as his huge palm traveled down her waist and moved downward, she suddenly came to her senses.

Suddenly, Justin was pushed aside by Rachel and his back knocked against the bed frame. Instantly, he grunted in pain and stared at her.

"I'm sorry. Did I jolt your injury?"

Even though she expressed concern with her words, that two steps backward that she took was in fact her most truthful reaction. It was hard to ignore her body's instinctive rejection and wariness. Just then, Justin's expression darkened slightly. "I was too presumptuous."

At that moment, the atmosphere surrounding them became quite tense and it seemed as if the air had turned quite still. Both of them were at a loss for what to do.

"I'll go downstairs to prepare dinner. You should get some rest." With that, Rachel fled the room.

Meanwhile, Justin frowned upon hearing the door shut behind her. He was slightly frustrated but mostly downcast.

Suddenly, his cell phone by the side vibrated and he glanced at the screen. As soon as he saw the name on the caller ID, he revealed an impatient look and tapped on the reject call sign. However, the person on the other end was relentless and made three consecutive phone calls to him. Just as he was about to block that number, a text message notification popped up with a loud'ping'.

Justin, you've been tricked. Rachel's back here not because of work or for her child. It's because of you. She's here to seek revenge for Hans.

Justin's eyes narrowed upon seeing the name 'Hans' and somehow, the name sounded quite familiar to him. He seemed to have heard of this name from somewhere.

A few seconds later, he placed a phone call to Amber's number.

"Justin! You're finally taking my call."

"Who's Hans?"

Meanwhile, Rachel popped into the washroom as soon as she reached the ground floor. Rinsing her mouth

several times, she tried hard to dispel the provocative feelings surrounding her. She faced the mirror and rubbed her lips as if by doing so, she would be able to rub off the kiss from earlier on.

In the end, she stayed in the washroom for quite some time before coming out to prepare dinner. The Burton Family had a cook tasked to prepare meals so she didn't have to do much. "Miss Hudson, I've made three dishes. Is there anything else you would like to have?"

Before Rachel could reply, Samuel ran over from the living room and said, "Mommy, I want spaghetti for dinner!"

Meanwhile, Charlotte had never tried that before so she chimed in, "I want that too!"

Just then, Rachel smiled and asked the cook, "Is there any minced meat?"

"Yes, there is."

"Anything goes."

"I'll make you some spaghetti then. Both Samuel and Charlotte enjoyed it very much." After she said that, she went downstairs and prepared it before serving it to him. "Enjoy it while it's warm."

The fragrant smell of spaghetti filled the bedroom but Justin didn't even make a move to eat. "Just leave it there."

"The spaghetti can't be left for too long. The texture won't be as nice."

She didn't get a response from him, so she followed his gaze and noticed the documents in his hand. It was a takeover proposal and from a glance, it seemed to be quite important. However, he should still be able to spare some time to take his meals despite his busy schedule.

Truth be told, Rachel had sensed that Justin seemed to be in a bad mood when she had come upstairs earlier.

"Okay, then. I'll leave you to your work." Rachel took a little pillow and shoved it between his back and the couch. She carefully avoided the area with stitches on his back. "You can lean on this. It'll be much more comfortable this way."

Just then, Justin was slightly taken aback.

"I'll go out now."

As soon as she said that, she turned around and made her way toward the door. However, Justin stopped her as he muttered, "Hold on."

"What else do you need?"

"Tell me, Rachel, what is our current relationship?"

Upon hearing that, Rachel frowned. "Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"

"I want an answer."

"What do you think?"

"Lovers." His definite tone shocked her. After all, if it was Justin from five years ago, he would not have said this at all.

"You clearly know why I called off the engagement with Amber. If this is insufficient to show that we're lovers, then it's either you're acting dumb or you're just toying with my feelings."

At that instance, Rachel clenched her hand, which was by the side of her thigh, into a tight fist. However, she calmed down relatively quickly and countered, "If I'm toying with your feelings, why would I promise you that I'd move in here?"

"Your body response clearly shows your rejection." With just a single sentence, he brought up the awkward situation from earlier.

"Is that why you refuse to have dinner? Are you throwing a tantrum?" Rachel frowned and glanced at him. Her clear eyes suddenly clouded over slightly. "Are you behaving so rudely all of a sudden because I rejected you earlier and I didn't want things to progress further?"

"Justin, you need to be aware that I haven't met you in five years. I can't pretend that the past five years never existed and jump straight into a relationship with you after our broken past!"

"Is this the actual reason?" Justin then looked at her coldly as he questioned, "Who's Hans?"

"Alright then, you can go and do your own thing. I'll prepare this last dish and then we can have dinner soon."

Just then, Charlotte rolled up her sleeves with a flourish. "Mommy, I can help you too!"

"Alright! You're such a good girl."

Shortly after that, both kids put down the video game console in their hands and ran into the kitchen.

Rachel took two little stools for the two of them and placed some water into the basin for them to wash the fruits and vegetables.

In fact, it wasn't possible to expect the two of them to be of actual help. Soon after that, Charlotte started to chase after Samuel with the strawberries that she had just washed in her hands, and the whole house became quite lively.

After dinner was ready, Rachel requested for Martha to go upstairs and get Justin.

"Miss Hudson, Mr. Burton is asleep and he mentioned that he's not hungry yet."

Surprised, Rachel replied, "Okay, let's have dinner first."

"Okay, sure."

"Charlotte, eat your vegetables."

Meanwhile, Samuel was enjoying his spaghetti and he mumbled while eating, "Mommy makes the best spaghetti ever!"

"Have some more if you like it but make sure to eat your vegetables too."

Rachel could clearly see through Samuel's little trick and she placed the carrots he had picked out back onto his plate. "The two of you must take your vegetables; otherwise, you won't get enough nutrition." "This is what Mr. Wade said too. That's why he keeps an eye on me every time I'm eating." Just then, Samuel silently heaved a sigh and he sounded like a young adult as he lamented, "Why do I have to be under close supervision whether I'm at home or at school?"

"The vegetables taste okay. Have a strawberry after eating the vegetables." Meanwhile, Charlotte led by example and took a big mouthful of carrots. Then, she handed over a red, juicy strawberry to Samuel to coax him into eating more of his vegetables.

It was quite clear that Charlotte had changed a lot over this period of time and she was no longer as spoiled and bossy as before. Now, she was even able to be considerate of others.

After dinner, Rachel accompanied the two kids and played games with them. However, even after she had put them to bed, Justin didn't come out of his room at all and the whole house suddenly felt quiet.

In the end, Rachel gently knocked twice on the door to the master bedroom,

"Come in," A male voice rang out from the inside.

"Oh-are you still awake? I heard the servant mention that you were asleep."

"I couldn't sleep."

Justin sat on the couch. He couldn't quite lean on the backrest because of the wound on his back, so he sat in a ramrod position with both feet overlapping each other. There was a stack of documents placed on his knees and he looked quite strained in this current posture.

Just then, Rachel hesitated before asking, "How about I make you some supper? What would you like to have?"