My Mute Wife

“The specifics police are still investigating, he was receiving an anonymous text message, went out from the law firm at noon and ended up in an accident.”

[Myles is good-tempered and has just returned to China, how could he offend anyone?

Flora shook his head, “they when the lawyer, dry this line is easy to offend people, but not something unexpected, or wait for the results of the investigation out.”

Seeing the wound on Lexie’s leg, Flora said, “Go get it treated first, and I’ll take you there.”

In the hospital’s debridement unit, the doctor bandaged Lexie’s knee and gave instructions not to touch the water and so on.

Lexie nods her head.

Myles was wheeled to the ward after his surgery.

Lexie was in the hospital room with her.

Flora received a call and had to leave on short notice.

[You go ahead, I’ll just stay here with you.

“Then you work hard.”

Myles was lying on the hospital bed with seven or eight stitches on his forehead, and the anesthetic had not yet worn off, so he was still asleep.

Lexie tucked her in, uneasy in her mind.

Myles had just returned to China and had not taken many cases, so how could he suddenly offend someone and beat him up so badly?

“Is Myles hospitalized here?”

A familiar voice came from the doorway.

Lexie’s thoughts were jerked back and as soon as she turned around she saw the door to the hospital room being pushed open and Alan Howard, dressed in a pitch black suit, striding through the door.

“The door slammed shut behind him.

Lexie stood up at once, the stinging sensation in her knee making her blush very hard.

Alan’s gaze crossed to Lexie and landed on the hospital bed behind her.

“Is that what you told me was urgent?”

“It’s really quite urgent, if it’s a runaway funeral.”

For a moment, Lexie fell into the abyss, she subconsciously took a half step back, her thighs resting against the edge of the hospital bed, stumbled a little and held onto the rail at the end of the bed.

Alan looked at her coldly, “Don’t you have anything to explain to me?”

[Myles was bleeding heavily from surgery and was a rare blood type, and the hospital didn’t have enough blood in the bank, so I had to come over.

“Really? So one phone call and you jumped out of the car like crazy and didn’t even want to live?”

[Things are urgent, sorry.]

Lexie’s throat tightened and her gesturing was instantly interrupted.

Alan choked her neck as easily as if he were choking a chick, his towering figure enveloping her in a cloud of gloom as her breathing stopped abruptly.

“Lexie, I warned you to stay away from other men for as long as you’re Mrs. Howard, and it looks like you didn’t listen to a word of it, did you?”

[No.]

Lexie shook her head feebly and struggled to gesture, [I’m friends with Myles.

Alan was indifferent.

As a man, he simply does not believe in the existence of so-called pure friendship between men and women.

A man who can come all the way back from abroad for Lexie, to say that he does not have half an idea about her, that is simply impossible.

“Does that mean that whenever something happens to this friend of yours, you’ll drop everything you’re doing and come running to him regardless? He is the number one priority in your life?”

Lexie was so pinched that she couldn’t make any sound, a face was held blue, and the tears in those innocent eyes dripped down on the back of the man’s hand, rolling.

Alan’s eyes boggled.

At that moment, a hand suddenly grabbed the hem of his suit and pulled it down hard.

Myles woke up at some point and struggled, tugging at Alan’s shirt, his voice hoarse and shaky, “Let her go!”

Lexie blanched.

Inwardly, he cried frantically, “Let go, Myles, let go!

“I don’t know how to live!”

Alan’s pitch-black pupils suddenly tightened.

“Ahem…”

Lexie jerked her neck up, her throat was choked to death, and the last slit that flowed into the air was blocked.

The sky spun around and she was thrown hard to the side.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Someone!”

Alan’s voice fell heavily in his ears, “Break one of his legs!”

Lexie’s brain exploded.

Two bodyguards barged in with sticks and no one outside dared to ask questions.

Lexie lunged like crazy and jumped on Myles.

Don’t come over!

Don’t come over!

Alan spat out two words coldly, “Pull away.”

“Lexie!”

Myles’ eyes were covered with red blood, and he struggled to grab her, but was viciously broken away by the bodyguard, and the two men pulled Lexie aside directly on her feet.

Alan pulled out a chair and sat down, impassive, “Do it.”

One of the bodyguards swung a stick directly at Myles’ calf and smashed it hard.

“Ah…”

The man’s mournful cries echoed in the ward for a long time.

Myles’ pair of eyes almost glared out of their sockets, a head of cold sweat under the painful bruises, but still gritted his teeth and said word for word, “You … shall not die well!”

Alan raised his hand and flicked two fingers.

“Go on.”

The bouncer’s stick falls.

“Ah…”

There was more and more blood on the bed.

“Ah!” Lexie hissed frantically, but could only make a hoarse, unpleasant sound.

Myles passed out and the bed was covered in shocking blood.

Lexie was released and fell limply to the ground. She looked incredulously at what was happening in front of her, and it was as if her heart had been ripped open and torn into a million pieces and trampled on the ground.

The shiny leather shoes appeared in front of Lexie’s eyes at the sound of scraping on the ground.

Alan pinched her cheek and forced her to look up, the face with the scar cut down vertically looked grim at the moment, “See? You caused all of this.”

Lexie’s one eye was red and teary.

Doctor!

Where are the doctors?

She didn’t know where she got the strength to break away from Alan and stumble out the door, she was going to call the doctor, who could surely save Myles.

Alan, however, pulled her by the hair and grabbed her back with ease.

Lexie’s knees went weak and she slammed into the ground, the pain so intense that she almost died from the pain.

“Where to?”

A harsh voice came from overhead, and large hands pressed against her shoulders, holding them in a death grip, unable to move.

Lexie was on her knees.

Humiliation, anger and despair came like a storm.

She grabbed Alan’s arm violently and bit it hard!

“Well–”

Alan grunted, a pained look appeared on his cold face, quickly shaking off Lexie, but his arm was already bitten and bleeding, and his white shirt was stained red.

“Mr. Howard!”

The bodyguard was quick to hold Alan.

Alan covered his hands and looked angrily at the woman in the corner, only to see her with bright red blood at the corner of her lips, looking almost insane, looking at him with hatred in her eyes.

He had never seen her like this before.