My Mute Wife

Lexie took the wooden box from the maid’s hand and put down the ginger tea without moving.

[I’ll go upstairs first.]

Diana glanced at her and said unkindly, “What are you comparing?”

She hates Lexie at this moment. Since Lexie came in, Kevin’s relationship with Alan has been getting worse and worse, and so has her relationship.

It is simply a plague.

Lexie took a hot shower.

The wooden box has been floating on the surface of the water, the edge of the swollen part has gradually fallen off, revealing clear carved marks.

Each of the six faces is a different combination of Arabic numerals.

“13, 20, 22, 18 …”

Previously, she was all properly kept her mother’s only relic, never found a way to open the wooden box, but now it seems that the wooden box does not need to be opened at all, what is important is these numbers on it.

But what does this number mean?

“atishoo–”

She sneezed and realized that the water in the tub had gotten a little cold.

The next day, the rain cleared up.

Lexie was rained on all night and woke up with a groggy head, but still managed to get up, she had to take the wooden box with her and go find her grandma.

Maybe grandma knows the secret of the wooden box.

I just came down the stairs and ran into Alan coming down the opposite stairs.

She was stunned, and without thinking, quickly gestured, [Where are you going?

Alan’s face suddenly surfaced a sulk, “Company!”

She’s that worried about going after Myles herself!

With those words, Alan walked quickly downstairs and left in his car without eating breakfast.

Listening to the sound of the engine outside, Lexie was apprehensive.

Before leaving the house, she sent Flora a special text message, “Tell Myles to leave J City as soon as possible, the sooner the better.”

Alan may not move him today, but she really has no way to guarantee that he will suddenly get cranky one day and suddenly move again.

Flora’s reply came quickly, “Don’t worry about it.”

This resistant attitude made Lexie’s heart hard again for a while.

Lexie took a taxi to her grandma’s house.

Grandma just came back from grocery shopping and was all smiles when she saw Lexie, “Aren’t you working today? Why are you here so early?”

[Took a leave of absence and wanted to keep you company].

“Just in time, I bought vegetables and made fish soup for you at noon, look, all thin.”

Grandma said while carrying the vegetables she bought to the kitchen, “I met a young man at the market today who helped me carry the vegetables all the way, the character of the young man now is really good.”

Lexie helps Grandma put her things away and pulls her to a stop.

[Grandma, I have something to ask you].

“What is it?”

[Do you remember this?

Lexie rummaged through her bag and pulled out the ‘wooden box’ that had been soaked in water last night.

Instead of a wooden box, it is now a rectangular block of wood, but it is carved into the shape of a wooden box to hide the eyes and ears.

“Is this … your mother’s relic?” Grandma froze before recognizing it.

Lexie nods her head.

Grandma wiped her hands and carefully took it from Lexie, “How did it turn out?”

[After being soaked in water, it became like this, with all the numbers on it, what do these numbers mean?

Grandmother frowned, a difficult look, “Your mother did not tell me at first, just said that once the accident, then I must let me give you this wooden box, the secret of the remedy are here, this …”

A prescription?

Lexie was stunned for a moment.

What can these numbers have to do with the prescription?

For three days in a row, Lexie clutched the wooden block and examined it.

The numbers on the six faces, she almost knew them by heart, but still could not figure out the relationship between these numbers and the prescription.

At noon on the third day, Lexie suddenly received a phone call.

“Where are you?”

Flora’s voice was cool and husky, a little different than usual.

Lexie froze for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

“I forgot, you can’t talk, I’ll send you the address, come on over.”

What’s going on?

“Myles … is dead.”

Four words, coming from the other end of the phone, Flora’s suppressed voice with a few choked sobs.

Lexie’s hand shook.

“The phone fell to the ground with a snap.

How is it possible?

Hospital mortuary.

Myles’ face was covered with a white cloth when Lexie stumbled to arrive.

Flora was standing aside, talking to a few police officers, and when she saw Lexie coming, a cloud came over her face, “I thought you weren’t coming.”

Lexie’s mind was blank, a hand trembling to untie the white cloth, the clean face appeared under the white cloth, the lips have no blood at all.

She ‘flopped’ and fell to her knees.

This is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

“Murder. The police wouldn’t have found him so early if I didn’t have his cell phone location,” Flora’s voice came from behind her, “in the western suburbs of J City, where he had his throat slit.”

“Who do you think did it?”

Lexie can’t hear Flora’s voice, nor can she cry, a gentle and quiet face like a robot, numbly facing everything in front of her.

There was no way she could accept this reality, it was too much like a nightmare.

Flora yanked her up off the floor and held back for a few seconds, but still couldn’t hold back and yelled, “FUCK, I’m talking to you, do you know that Myles was killed on purpose!”

Lexie finally snapped back to her senses and looked at her sideways in a daze.

[Why?

“Why else? Myles’ relationships in J City are extremely simple, with almost no enemies other than us old friends, and I can only think of one suspect!”

Lexie was viciously stunned.

Alan … did not let Myles go after all.

Not knowing where the strength came from, she violently broke away from Flora and ran out like crazy.

the Howard Group.

Alan had just finished a meeting, took a sip of coffee, and looked up to see Lydia sitting on the couch reading a book.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Ma’am, you can’t go in there …”

Suddenly there was a loud noise from outside.

Immediately after, ‘bang’ a loud sound, the office door hit the wall hard.

Lexie stood in the doorway with a pair of crimson eyes, her chest heaving violently as if she had run an 800-meter sprint and was trembling all over.

“Lexie!” said Lydia, standing up from the couch.

Alan asked, “What brings you here?”

When Lexie walked in, Lydia felt something was wrong when she saw her face and immediately asked the assistant outside to close the door and not to pry.

[What happened to Myles, did you do it?

Lexie took a step closer to the desk, her hands gesticulating rapidly.

“What is it?” Alan’s face sank at the thought of the word ‘Myles’ and he said coldly, “Is that why you came to question me about whether I secretly broke his other leg?”

Lexie was indifferent.

She clenched her fists, her nails dug hard into her palms, but still looked as stoic as water.

[Do you really think you can escape the law when you buy a murderer?

“Say what?”

[Myles, dead.]