My Mute Wife

“Never touch the water, and be careful not to break the blisters either.”

Kevin put medicine on Lexie and admonished, “It’s too hot, so don’t bandage it, don’t touch the covers when you sleep, and try to keep your feet exposed.”

[Thank you.]

Lexie looked at Kevin and said thank you.

Kevin, however, was still uneasy, “If Edith comes again, you must ring the bell and call the nurse. I have already told the hospital to transfer her as soon as possible.”

Lexie’s brow furrowed slightly.

[It’s okay, you don’t have to go through all that trouble for me.]

It wasn’t like her beef with Edith was only at the hospital, no matter where she went, as long as there was a chance to meet, Edith wouldn’t let go of the opportunity to humiliate her.

“Don’t worry, it’s not just for you, her character dictates that she’s not fit to be a doctor,” Speaking of which, Kevin frowned and glanced at his watch, “You get some rest first.”

Lexie nodded with a gentle gaze.

When Kevin went out, Flora was on the phone in the hallway outside the door.

“I’ve been to the hospital, I’m outside the ward now, and I’ve seen her.”

“She looks okay, I’ll ask her later.”

As she was speaking, Kevin came out. Flora and him looked at each other and nodded to each other as a greeting.

“The doctor is out and I gotta go in.”

In the ward, Lexie told Flora to sit down.

[How did Myles know I was hospitalized here?]

After gesturing the sign language, Lexie realized that the other party shouldn’t be able to read it, and as she was about to reach for her phone, Flora said, “He doesn’t know, I deduced it, and I just told him.”

Lexie froze for a moment, [You know sign language?]

Flora looked clam, “A little.”

“Myles said that your grandma had her surgery here earlier, and it just so happens that I have friends working at this hospital.”

Lexie nodded in understanding.

[Thank you for visiting me, I am fine.]

“It is okay, as it happens, there’s something on you that interests me.”

Lexie was stunned.

[What’s it?]

“About the Mitchell Pharmaceutical Group.”

Flora’s gaze was cool and calm, just quietly looking at Lexie, but it was this calm gaze that caused Lexie’s heart to suddenly tighten up.

[What do you want to ask me?]

Flora asked, “Do you know your father had a man named Paul Poole with him?”

Hearing that, Lexie immediately nodded.

Paul Poole was one of Peter’s assistants, who used to frequent the Mitchell family and had a pretty good relationship with Edith, who called him ”Uncle Paul”.

“Have you seen this person lately?”

[Haven’t seen him in a long time.]

“When was the last time you saw him?”

Lexie thought seriously, [About six months ago, I remember it was still winter, a snowy day, almost New Year’s Eve].

“Six months ago?” Flora asked again, “Then do you remember what he brought, said, and did that day at the Mitchell’s?”

Lexie shook her head.

Too much time had passed, and she had never had any contact with these people, and whenever they came, her grandmother would pull her away from them, so she didn’t get to see anything.

Looking at Flora with a serious face, Lexie couldn’t help but ask.

[What are you asking about him for?]

Flora looked back at Lexie, “Nothing, we suspect he’s on the run from murder.”

Lexie was stunned, and her pupils had sharp contraction.

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Flora, however, did not change her face, uttering, “Besides entrusting me to come see you, Myles also asked me one thing.”

Lexie was still in shock and didn’t come back to her senses for a while, only looking at Flora in a daze.

“Myles told me that you suspect your mother’s death was a homicide, and if that’s true, then you can’t rule out Paul Poole’s involvement in the matter.”

[What the hell are you?]

Lexie forced herself to calm down and looked closely at Flora.

“Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce my profession,” Flora lowered her head and fished out her ID, “I’m the deputy captain of the J City Investigation Bureau.”

Lexie looked at the ID, unbelievable.

On the other hand, in the Howard Group headquarters.

Jack hurried into Alan’s office with a document and the video tape.

“Mr. Alan, after the birthday banquet, Miss Mitchell did go to the Mitchell family’s winery once with Peter together, and someone witnessed that Peter took Miss Mitchell into the study.”

The video playing on Alan’s computer was the surveillance of the Mitchell family’s winery.

The surveillance showed that Peter and Lexie got out of the car together and went into the villa.

Behind the computer, Alan’s slender fingers rested on his chin, the shadows hiding the scars on his face, revealing the cold side of his face, and he frowned at the sight of the image.

By the looks of it, she wasn’t lying.

Jack handed over another document, “There’s one more thing, for the matter you asked me to look into earlier regarding Miss Mitchell’s birth mother, I found something, and I think I might need to let you know in time.”

Alan withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his chair while taking the document in his hand, and casually turned a page.

His gaze sank upon seeing the words ‘Missing Persons Filing’ in large letters, “What is this?”

Jack said, “Earlier, you asked me to check Miss Mitchell’s birth, but I found that Miss Mitchell surprisingly didn’t have any file records before she returned to the Mitchell family, and then I had someone go deeper to find out that, before she was eight years old, Miss Mitchell was abducted and sold.”

Alan’s face changed slightly as he looked carefully at the file in the document.

‘Abduction’ was almost a taboo word here in Alan.

Jack had a cautious look on his face.

“Although the details are not clear yet, but from the time of the police station’s case, Miss Mitchell was missing from birth, and Peter himself reported the case at the police station twenty-eight years ago, and has also been looking for her until twenty years ago.”

For the matter of being abducted and sold by human traffickers, no one knew better than Alan what kind of experience it was. His hand clutching the edge of the paper tightened, the joints of his fingers gradually whitening.

It was surprising that Lexie had been abducted and sold for eight years as well.

“Mr. Alan,” Jack carefully called out to Alan, “Are you okay?”

Alan returned to his senses, but then looked at the document in his hand in thought.

Half a minute later, he instructed, “Find someone reliable and make a trip to the Mitchell family’s winery.”

“Go take some pictures.”

After Jack went out, Alan’s gaze kept falling on that document, and he read those police station case records over and over again, unable to quiet his mind for a long time.

He didn’t expect Lexie to have the same experience as him.

So when Peter set the mountain on fire twenty years ago, Lexie hadn’t been taken back to the Mitchell family but was living in deep water, and at that time, she was about the same age as Linda.

Somehow, in connection with what Professor Chaw had said, Alan’s brow furrowed.

Did Lexie really not know that there was something wrong with the medicine given by Peter?