My Mute Wife

“Is this Alan? This is J City Police Department, this is Caelen. we found the bodies of your wife Lexie and your father-in-law Peter at the Mitchell family villa today, please come to the Mitchell family villa immediately … ”

Alan could no longer hear what the voice on the phone was saying, this woman, even in death, was running away from him.

He was sent to the Mitchell family in a daze by Jack, frantic to hold the already cold body, refusing to be approached until Police Caelen on the phone handed him a letter, a letter from Lexie to him.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

[Alan, goodbye forever! Meeting you was my nightmare in this life, and I hope we never see each other again! I don’t know if my other identity will make you promise me one thing, but I still want you to fulfill the wishes of a dead man as much as possible. The day after I woke up from suicide, I remembered something old. 20 years ago, my name was Linda. because of the Mitchell family’s infighting, I mistakenly became Lexie, recognizing the thief as my father. peter has been ended by my own hands, and I have no more ties in this world. I have no more ties in this world. Little brother, please see that I once saved you from the cellar, please dissolve the marriage between the two of us and set me free. I don’t want to die and suffer in hell with this identity. If you can, please bury the aborted child with me, and I will take good care of him and protect him in hell. I hope the police can deliver this letter to you, thanks.]

It was the third day when Alan woke up. At that time, he was stimulated by Lexie’s suicide note and went crazy on the spot. He was stopped by everyone present, forcibly sedated and sent back to the Howard family.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to take Lexie’s body, use his connections to transport it home, and bury it in his villa with his children, carrying a rose every day, talking at the grave, and no one could come near.

As for Lexie’s request for divorce in her suicide note, there was no way Alan would agree to it. He absolutely did not agree to separate Lexie from him, not even in death, she can only be his wife forever.

After Lexie’s funeral, Alan didn’t seem to change much during the day. But he spent most of the night day after day in front of the grave, crying and laughing and talking in a manic way, making everyone afraid and thinking that something was wrong with him psychologically.

This pathological paranoia, even Mr. Stanley could only shake his head helplessly and had the intention of reconsidering the heir, but to no avail.

Under the moonlight, a man in a black suit, carrying a white rose, hugged the statue, and said like talking to his lover, “Lexie, you can’t escape me, you’re mine, always mine …”