My Mute Wife

Lexie’s face is warm and soft, obviously pregnant, but thinner than ever.

The man’s eyes, which are always cold, floated a faint trace of heartache, lingered for a long time, seemingly not wanting to leave.

The sound of the phone vibrating is extraordinarily clear in the room.

Alan glanced at the caller ID, tucked Lexie under the covers and held the phone as he went out.

The moment the ‘click’ closed the door, Lexie opened her eyes and heard the sound of answering the phone coming from outside the door.

“Getting home?”

“Well, okay, I’ll pick you up tomorrow for your dress fitting.”

The air still smells slightly drunk from the man’s body.

Coupled with the phone call, it didn’t take much thought for Lexie to guess who he’d just come from.

Her eyes were red and tears fell uncontrollably.

On the other hand, Edith hung up the phone and sat in the car with a gloomy face.

Through the car window, she could clearly see the car in front of the villa in the distance.

Alan has not finished eating with her and left in a hurry, saying it was a temporary matter, she vaguely felt wrong, trailing all the way over, and really saw what should not see.

Lexie, why are you so haunted?

Edith’s hand on the steering wheel gradually tightened, a grim color floating in a pair of eyes.

Kevin explained Lexie to bed rest, in order to reduce accidents, Joey will pack out the first floor bedroom, try not to let her get out of bed and walk around, every day with a variety of tonic nourishment.

Lydia somehow found her way here, carrying a big bag of stuff up to the door.

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She took out the things in the paper bag one by one and spread them on the bed, “This is the baby’s clothes, pink, super cute, right!”

“This is a small dress, you may have to be a little older to wear it.”

“Right, right, this is a small dinosaur jumpsuit, hold her out in the winter can wear.”

“And the stroller I left outside.”

Lydia dumped all the things she brought on the bed, like a kiosk, showing off the results of her recent shopping.

“Knock, knock, knock–”

She held a rattle and smiled at Lexie, “Isn’t this rattle cute, the baby will love it.”

Through the covers, Lexie touched her stomach, her face pale and calm.

[How are you sure it’s a girl?

Lydia bought a whole bunch of stuff for girls.

“Intuition, I just think girls are cute, Alan that icy cold character, have a son like him can not, to have a daughter, and you as gentle.”

Lexie reluctantly tugged at the corner of her mouth.

“What’s this for? What about a grocery store?”

Patrick entered the room with the soup, saw Lydia spread a bed of things, suddenly no good face, “you are here to make trouble, right? Go go go, hurry out, don’t disturb my sister’s rest.”

“Who’s here to make trouble? I bought something for the baby, are you blind?”

“I just know my sister can’t use these right now, so hurry up and pack these away and get out!”

“Say it again!”

Seeing the smell of smoke filling the air between the two, Lexie was busy taking Lydia’s hand and shaking her head at the two.

For Lexie’s sake, Lydia pushed down her temper and glared at Patrick.

“Sister, have chicken soup.”

Patrick pulled the small dining table onto the bed and set down the chicken soup while deliberately kicking the rattles and other knick-knacks out of the way and sending them flying a long way.

Lydia was so angry that she could have fought Patrick if Lexie hadn’t been there.

[Okay, you two stop messing around and all go eat.]

“Sister, then you remember to drink the soup, I’ll come and clean up later.”

Lexie nodded and patted Lydia’s hand again, [Go ahead.

Lydia, on crutches and with no loss of energy despite her mobility, staggers Patrick hard and then stalks out of the room with a flourish.

Patrick held his arm and drew a cold breath, chasing him out, “Your meal is not prepared at home, you have to eat out!”

“What do you care?”

Lydia sat down loudly at the table and called out to the kitchen, “Joey, I want half a bowl of rice.”

Joey is the maid who took care of her in the apartment, Jack carefully selected, this time the incident suddenly, can not find a suitable housekeeping, which is why she borrowed.

It was also because of this that Lydia knew Lexie lived here.

Patrick was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Lydia gave him a blank look and deliberately ate a bite of the roast pork in front of him, her mouth was still chattering, “What? You want to eat me? I’m telling you, I’m not just eating here, I’m planning to stay here!”

“What did you say?”

“Kick me out if you can, does this house belong to you?”

Lydia gave a contemptuous tsk, “Little yellow hair, please put yourself in the right position, you are just a servant beside me Lexie, really take yourself as an onion! It’s you who should get out!”

Patrick is blue in the face.

Lydia originally wanted to provoke him to leave, but he suddenly pulled out the chair, sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate furiously, like a wind swept, picking the roast meat left few.

“Are you crazy? You can’t eat if you leave here? You’re going to be a full-fledged ghost before you leave?”

Patrick finished eating and wiped his mouth, “Who told you I was leaving? I’m telling you, I’ll be here one day when my sister is here, and no one is going to let me go!”

“You …”

“You what? If you don’t believe me, ask your brother, your brother told me to stay, and told me to read more of these books.”

Patrick grabbed a sign language book in his hand, turned to the page he wasn’t reading, and proudly raised it toward Lydia.

Lydia bristled, “Can you read?”

The bedroom door was left open, Joey came in to give Lexie a stack of small dishes, heard the noise outside and frowned helplessly, “Ma’am, I’ll go and close the door for you.”

[No, that’s all.]

The corners of Lexie’s eyes lift a little light curve.

Listening to Patrick and Lydia’s t?? te-??-t?? te only made her feel that the large villa was not so cold.

After Joey left, she swiped open her phone and couldn’t help but flip to the news of the past few days.

The news that Alan and Edith are getting engaged is known throughout J City, and the recent news interviews are endless, with photos of the two of them at a casual glance.

Lexie flipped through a few pages and saw the picture of Alan draping Edith’s coat, her pupils suddenly contracted and she reflexively snapped her phone backwards onto the table.

She didn’t want to look at it anymore.

For a long time, she gripped the spoon tightly, forcing herself to eat, eat the vegetables and drink the soup.

Bite by bite, the meal was brought into the mouth, chewing and swallowing were very difficult.

Even though her stomach was churning, she had to give birth to this child and find a way to leave J City.

Everything will be fine.

But why does the throat seem to be blocked, how can I swallow the rice I eat?

”Cough cough cough”

Tears suddenly slipped down and fell into the bowl of soup.