Chapter 231 Something of Yours
“What is it?” “There’s an agreement file in the bedside dresser.” Rachel bent down and started going through the dresser. “Which one?”
“The black one.” “They’re all black.” “Keep searching. It was the business plan we discussed during the meeting.” Upon seeing a familiar file, she grabbed it and got back up while saying, “Is it this one…”
Before she could finish her sentence, her cheek bumped into something. When she turned her head while Justin was lying on his stomach, she eliminated the distance between them as the tips of their noses brushed against each other, sharing a breath of air. All of a sudden, the air in the room turned hot.
Upon Justin’s close-in, Rachel’s primitive instinct acted up before she forcefully shoved him away.
After letting out a muffled yell, Justin fell back to his bed. “What are you doing?”
“I should be asking you that instead!”
As her heart palpitated, Rachel leaned against the wall while her body shook. She thought about how they had almost kissed, and her mind continued to dwell on it.
Before Justin could say anything, she tossed him the file and swiftly exited the ward.
The door slammed shut with a bang before Justin forced himself up and revealed a smile.
On the other hand, Rachel had yet to calm herself down as she was leaving the hospital.
Justin must have gone insane! How is he so different already? During that unintentional yet intimate moment earlier, she almost went in for the kiss.
And that was the most fearsome incident that had happened ever since her return to Riverdale.
Regardless of the memory loss, he’s still Justin Burton—he’s not someone else.
After repetitively reminding herself that, Rachel started her car and navigated into the night as it got even darker.
Meanwhile, in the living room of the Hudson Residence, Jefferey had just ended a call with Arthur.
“What did he say?”
Amber asked with an eager tone.
To that, her father replied, “He wants both the families to meet up for a discussion to decide on the wedding day when Justin is discharged from the hospital.”
“Really?”
Amber was visibly on cloud nine.
“Don’t get this excited. All this time, did you even care to visit him in the hospital?”
Upon hearing that, the woman was taken aback.
When she had heard about his hospitalization, she had actually gone to visit him once. However, since Justin was unconscious at that time, she stayed for a bit and promptly departed. “He just woke up this morning, so I didn’t manage to go…”
“If you delay your visit any further, I think that it’ll affect your marriage with him in no time.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“The hospital staff informed me that Rachel was there.”
“Why is she there?”
“To please him, of course—any man would buy that.”
Amber was visibly disturbed as she shouted, “How shameless of her!”
“There’s something else.”
“What is it?”
“Do you happen to know anyone called Mr. Wayne?”
Amber was suddenly taken aback by this, but she deliberately quizzed, “Mr. Wayne? Who are you referring to?”
“I’m talking about Mr. Wayne from Golden Herbs Enterprise. Why did Gunny inform me that you went to see him in private? What business do you have with him?”
“Me? He must have mistaken somebody else for me. There’s no way I’d have any connections with that scoundrel.”
Jefferey let out a cold snort and stated, “He’d better have. I warn you, Amber—no matter what you did in the past, handle everything from now on cleanly. Although the Burton Family has controlled the spread, Justin’s injury and Mr. Wayne’s capture on the news are obviously connected.”
They’re connected? At once, Amber’s heart skipped a beat. It was a wonder to her how Justin had managed to break his own leg with bodyguards by his side.
I’ve only told him about Rachel, though. Was it because of her?
Late at night, Rachel was rolling on her bed as she failed to fall asleep.
Suddenly, her phone beeped and showed a message notification.
After pressing on the message, she saw a photo taken in a restaurant. After zooming on it, she got anxious and hastily dialed a number.
“Hello? What’s the photo about, Victor?”
“That’s what I was about to ask you! After hearing about the abduction from Samuel and seeing the news surrounding Mr. Wayne, I was immediately reminded of something I saw in a restaurant. I simply snapped a pic of her when I saw her, but I didn’t pay any attention to it at the time.”
He continued skeptically, “I’m not mistaken, am I? That’s Amber, right?”
“You’re right. That’s her.” Rachel’s tone was rather dull.
All this while, she had suspicions toward Mr. Wayne’s sudden occurrence after so many years. Now that she had seen the photograph, it was evident someone was pulling the strings from behind.
The next day, Rachel went to visit Justin.
Upon exiting the elevator, she saw Amber at the entrance of the ward.
Just as she expected the so-called loyal girlfriend would be making her appearance at such a time.
“Rachel?”
Before Rachel could say anything, Amber shot her a resentful glare. As the piercing sound of heels striking the floor filled the room, she then rebuked, “You actually came, huh! You must be addicted to being the third wheel, aren’t you?”
“Took the words right out of my mouth.” Upon leering at Amber, Rachel then countered by saying, “Weren’t so hooked on becoming the third wheel back then that you actually obtained your spot?”
“Cut the crap!”
Amber gritted her teeth and said, “I’m telling you this—I’ll let go of the past, but you cannot step foot into this hospital again, and you’re to cut off all contact with Justin. Otherwise, don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson!”
As if Amber had thought of something, she suddenly calmed down and boastfully exclaimed, “By the way, Justin and I are getting married. That’s what Old Mr. Burton called Dad for, at the very least. If you behave yourself, you might get an invitation.”
“If Justin were to know that you met Mr. Wayne in private, do you think there would even be a wedding?”
The visibly shocked Amber then questioned, “What the hell are you talking about?”
Rachel swiftly pulled out her phone and swiped to the photo that Victor had sent her. She then continued calmly, “You cheated on Noah previously, and now there’s this issue with Mr. Wayne. However, I’m not going to show all my cards just yet. You can’t even clean up your own mess, yet you’re throwing threats on me!”
“It’s… the photo’s fake! Justin would never believe you!”
Rachel replied casually, “That’s true. Photos and videos can be forged. But you know what, Amber? After all these years, I happen to find something of yours very useful.”
While Amber was still processing those words, a burning thermos jar was tossed onto her chest.
“Ahh!”
A shriek thundered across the hallway.
As she was screaming, the container of food splattered across her chest. Her dear, vegetable-stained Chanel suit resembled a piece of scrap cloth straight out of the trash bag.
“Are you nuts?”
“You could simply say that you do not wish me to visit President Burton, but did you really have to do this?” Before Amber could continue, Rachel’s voice echoed through the corridor.
At that moment, Frankie stormed out of the ward and saw the scene of an opened lunch box with its components splashed on the ground. Meanwhile, Rachel was squatting on the ground as she cleaned it up.
