The Silent Wife

Rachel wondered how Gloria would react if she heard it. Naturally, the wedding gown must still be tailored. Even though everything had been simplified according to Gloria's intention, it was still a collection-level work that had been hand-stitched by the best tailors. They couldn't stay outdoors for long because the snow was getting heavier. Rachel and the others had no choice but to return inside. The floor-to-ceiling windows were misted in white.

Charlotte, who was napping, awoke for unknown reasons. Ignoring the servant's cries, she dashed out of the room and rummaged through the boxes to look for her little leather boots. Then, she sat on the carpet to put them on.

"What are you doing, Charlotte?" Rachel was confused. "Are you going out?" The child nodded and with an innocent face, she said, 'Mommy, I'm off to have a snowball fight! You promised to play with me!"

"The snow hasn't accumulated yet, so we can't have a snowball fight," Rachel responded helplessly.

"What?" Charlotte was stunned for a moment. She then removed her half-worn boots, leaving them on her instep, looking desolated. "When will we be able to play in the snow?"

"Let's wait until evening." Rachel was unsure too, so she looked out the window and said, "I don't know how long this snow will last, or how heavy it will fall."

"If it continues to snow like this, two hours will suffice," Justin said as he approached. "Charlotte, go ahead and play with Samuel first. I'll call you later."

"Okay." Charlotte agreed despite her reluctance. After all, being reluctant was pointless at this time, so she put on her boots and lay in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the backyard, blinking her big eyes and gazing at the snowflakes outside. "I've never seen her so interested in snow," Justin said helplessly..

Jolly, who was drinking tea, observed the situation and laughed. "Those who didn't know would think it was a child from the south who had never seen snow before."

"I guess I'll stay here for dinner today because it's snowing so hard." Jolly deliberately blinked at him, saying, "You won't mind, will you, Justy?"Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Rachel almost spit out the tea because Jolly called him Justy. When has Jolly become so acquainted with Justin?

Meanwhile, Justin didn't seem to object to the way Jolly addressed him. Instead, he replied calmly, "The chef is preparing our dinner. If it snows heavily, both of you can spend the night here."

Rachel did not reject his suggestion because Jolly was present. "By the way, how long does it take for Gloria to return? Can the custom-made wedding gown be tailored in time?"

"Yes. She has just completed her tour, so she'll probably be back before New Year's Eve." Jolly nodded upon hearing that. "When is the wedding being held? Is it on the sixth or eighth day of the month?"

"On the sixth day." Rachel was concerned that if it was held too late, Victor's colleagues from his school would be unable to attend. After all, school was about to reopen, and they would be extremely busy.

However, Jolly was not really paying attention to anything regarding Gloria's wedding. She had repeatedly asked Rachel about the wedding date, but she couldn't remember anything. As such, Rachel predicted that Jolly would ask her about it again in two days. Snowflakes fluttered outside, but the house was warm. It seemed like the outdoors and indoors were two completely different worlds, yet they blended well.

In the house, Jolly and Rachel were conversing casually. Justin, on the other hand, was leaning back against the sofa, reading the newspaper.

At this time, Samuel was up, and he was dragged by Charlotte to accompany her to sit on the carpeted floor in front of the bed and watch the snow fall outside. Everyone was having a good time doing their own thing.

All of a sudden, Jolly took notice of Justin's newspaper; it was the entertainment page. She couldn't help but complain, "How many wives does this gambling king have? He brought women home one by one despite his old age. Every two months, it seems like the news reports him bringing a woman home."

Rachel took a glance at the newspaper, and saw the news about the marriage of a ninety-year-old gambling king and a nineteen-year-old girl, and then said, "I heard that he had twelve wives. This should be the thirteenth, right?"

"The old man is ninety years old and is still in excellent health." "I suppose they're just taking what they need. Nobody will believe that a nineteen-year-old girl will marry an elderly man out of love. Even if the king of gambling lives to the age of a hundred, the girl will be able to inherit his assets at the age of twenty-nine."

"Forget it. Twelve wives and numerous sons and daughters, not to mention illegitimate children, will cause problems. They will definitely fight to death during their battle for inheritance."

Jolly was peeling oranges, and the aroma of orange peels filled the entire house. "It's called polygamy. It's perfectly legal and even normal for him to have so many wives." Justin spoke up abruptly. "Well, who would want to share their husband with other women?' Jolly asked indifferently. Hearing that, Justin paused for a moment before asking, "Will you marry the gambling king's son right now?"

"Of course not. Do I look like I am crazy for money? Why would I bother marrying him?" Jolly responded as she rolled her eyes. "I'll have you know that being unfaithful is a genetic inheritance."

Jolly had no idea that when she said these words seriously, someone filming in Hollywood was sneezing repeatedly. "What if the gambling king's sixth son marries you?" Rachel inquired.

"I might think about it," Jolly blurted. She was a total face-judge. Despite her complaints about the gambling king's family's chaos, she wasn't dismissive of his sons' appearances, particularly his sixth son, who was drop dead gorgeous. This was her motivation for keeping the news subscription.

Right then, Rachel paused the recording with a beep and waved her phone in front of Jolly, proclaiming, "I've recorded it! I'll send the recording to Leroy so he can listen. You unfaithful woman!"

"You're despicable! I just said it casually, so please delete it!" Jolly gasped, her eyes widening. "You're literally casually spitting sincere words."

"Nonsense! Delete it. Hand over the phone." With that said, Jolly quickly grabbed Rachel's phone and threw her onto the sofa. "Hey, don't touch me! It tickles!"

Rachel was losing control of her body, which wriggled instinctively, and she was struggling to catch her breath from laughing. "Are you going to delete it?"

"Hahaha... Let go of me, alright? I'll delete it. Let go... Haha..."

Where there was life, there was hope. Rachel was unconcerned that Jolly, who was so outspoken, would not be able to provide her with opportunities to record her words and extort her again in the future. In the end, Rachel deleted the video in front of Jolly. Rachel was laughing so hard that her cheeks hurt, and her flushed face left an indelible. impression on Justin.

He had never seen her happier.