“Is that Mrs. Burton’s car?”
Following Justin’s gaze, Frankie blurted out.
Night lell.
Back at the villa, Rachel gave the car key to the servant to park and walked into the house by herself.
“Mrs. Burton, you’re home! The kitchen crew is preparing dinner.”
No need for that. I’ve eaten.
Rachel nodded politely and returned to the bedroom.
She turned on her phone and checked the weather forecast several times on several different applications. According to those apps, it seemed that there would be signs of rain next week, but weather forecasts were never ones to be the most reliable.
After a simple wash, Rachel wiped her hair as she came out of the bathroom. When she saw the canvas bag casually placed on the sofa, her eyes froze for a while. After thinking about it, she went over to take the medicine.
Justin would come every night, so I’d better eat it just in case.
Late at night, as Rachel’s sleep was light, she felt someone ‘invading’ under her quilt. She had no idea since when it started, but the scent of the man had become familiar to her; it even became a constant somehow.
“Are you asleep?”
A low voice came from behind.
Hearing that, Rachel didn’t open her eyes. On the one hand, she was too sleepy, and on the other hand, her fear of Justin seemed to have dissipated into the night.
Justin looked at the woman on the pillow; his dark eyes were deep and unfathomable.
In fact, his face had been somber ever since he entered the room.
“The butler told me that you went out today.”
Rachel, who was on the pillow, moved her head lazily as a response.
“Where did you go?”
This questioning tone made Rachel’s heart skip a beat from the nerves.
When his big hand slithered in along the edge of her nightdress, the cool touch awakened her instantly.
“Hmm-”
Rachel tried to turn around but was caught by her shoulders.
“Hmm!” she exclaimed, making a hoarse and low voice.
The moonlight outside the window shone on her face. Before she could come to her senses, her pupils shrunk suddenly-a broken and tormented voice escaped her throat, and the light in front of her eyes began to tremble intensely.
In their movements, the dark green silk quilt slipped off the bed, and the moonlight illuminated the men and women who had merged together.
Chapter 79
This feeling of strangeness and familiarity shattered all of Rachel’s rationale while the sensation of pain and joy were entangled; she wanted to yell, but she couldn’t make any noise. After the intense movement, she was already soaking wet from the sweat.
Not knowing how long after, the man’s dull grunt came from behind her ears. He grabbed Rachel’s long hair, causing her severe pain. Rachel raised her neck abruptly and was forced to reach the climax in pain.
Soon, there was a sound of water in the bathroom.
After a while, the sound of water stopped,
Rachel closed her eyes immediately. If Justin were to turn on the light at this moment, he would definitely be able to see that her face was burning red.
Then, the sound of rustling cloth spread from inside the room.
With a click that signaled the closing of the door, the huge bedroom fell into a numbing silence.
It took a while before Rachel dared to open her eyes.
She got up while holding the quilt, only to see an empty room; Justin had already left.
He seemed a little strange today.
In mid-August, the temperature began to drop, while the time that Arthur took for his walks gradually lengthened.
“Young Master Justin hasn’t been here in two days. I’m not sure what is going on.”
Arthur was leaning on his crutches. While playing with two walnuts in his other hand, he said calmly, “Since when did he stop coming over?”
“Three days ago. After he came by that night, he left in a hurry and didn’t stay overnight.”
“It’s been three days, huh.”
“Yes.” Leon helped the old man walk to the bridge. “And the young master hasn’t gone home as well in these three days. He has only been sleeping in the company, it seems that he hasn’t been in a good mood.”
Hearing that, Arthur’s face darkened. He then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, obviously unhappy.
“What’s the matter, sir? I thought you wanted the young master to have less contact with Miss Rachel. He hasn’t come by for so many days, which means he is concentrating on work. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Do you really think he didn’t come over because of work?” Arthur snorted coldly. “He is still too young and reckless-he’s always quick to lose his cool. Forget it. It’s time to tell her to come to the study.”
Leon was startled slightly before he answered, “Yes, sir.”
Rachel was soon summoned to the old man’s study-the first time since she had come to live in the villa.
A huge desk separated Arthur and Rachel.
“This is a check for 10 million, and a divorce agreement.”
A document was slowly pushed to Rachel.
Seeing that, she was startled. Do you want me to sign it?
“You and Justin are not suited, and I’m sure you don’t want to stay in the Burton Residence. Am I right?”
Razte stared at the agreement for a long time then suddenly raised her head. This is not the first time you
un lave Juster why do you think I would agree this time?
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread At that time, you had only amved at the Burton Residence, and it was normal that you couldn’t see the situation clearly, but now that it has been so long, you should probably understand
Arthur looked at her with a calm expression in his eyes, but with weather-beaten indifference. Although you can11 speak, you should be a sensible person”
Rachel clenched her fists subconsciously
After a long while, she signed the agreement with a few strokes.
After all, Arthur didn’t really give her an option. On the first day when she was told to kneel in front of the ancestral hall, he had told her that in the Burton family, his words were virtues, and no one could ever disobey his decision
The following day, at the Burton Group.
“Mr. Burton, Old Mr. Burton had someone send this over.”
Justin raised his head from behind the computer. As he opened the first page of the folder, his eyes narrowed slightly before he immediately threw the folder aside. “Leave this alone. I will explain to Grandpa later.”
“Actually, that’s not all. He also sent over a video.”
With that, Frankie handed over his mobile phone.
Justin frowned. He tapped his fingertip on the screen, whereupon the video began to play.
Arthur’s voice sounded first. “This is a check for 10 million, and the divorce agreement.”
And the video showed everything after that.
Seeing the last image of Rachel’s signature, Justin’s face sank at once, and he quickly picked up the folder at the side to flip directly to the last page.
Rachel’s clear and neat signature was reflected in his pitch-black eyes.
Frankie said cautiously, “Mr. Burton, Mrs. Burton probably didn’t do this willingly, nor was she necessarily interested in the 10 million. It is Old Mr. Burton that we’re talking about.”
As if he didn’t hear him, Justin grabbed his mobile phone and opened a special software. He looked at a radar-like red dot moving along the main roads in downtown Riverdale.
She didn’t do it willingly?
If she were unwilling, why would she leave the villa and run out so impatiently?
“Mr. Burton, where are you going? You have to attend the dinner tonight!”
Justin didn’t answer but rushed out instead.
Rachel made an appointment with Janice and Hans to meet in their usual spot.
Janice said, “The day after tomorrow is the best time based on the latest news from the Meteorological Bureau. If nothing goes wrong, this will be the last heavy rain this summer.”
“I will meet you at the accident site then. Don’t be afraid.”
