His Muted Bride

16 Did you scream just now?

When Megan heard that, she trembled uncontrollably. Tears well up from her eyes, dripping onto Ivan's hand.

Ivan instantly grabbed her hand, caressing, “Why are you still crying, babe?”

Megan looked up and accidentally met Stacy's vicious glare. Stacy was standing at the door, staring at Megan with hot hatred in her eyes.

Megan was startled. She wiped off her tears, got up from Ivan's arms and went outside.

As soon as Megan walked downstairs to the kitchen, Stacy gripped her hand tightly.

Stacy sneered, "How do you feel, b***h? Ivan said he loved you now how do you feel? You really think he was saying those words to you? No! He was saying to me! The one he loves is me! No matter how hard you try to seduce him, all he wants and thinks is always me!"

She even eavesdropped that? What was wrong with her? Was she mental?

Megan shook off her hand.

Stacy had been coming here more and more frequently. Almost once a day. Sometimes, she would even come a few times a day.

Actaully, Stacy was worrying that Megan would replace her eventually. After all, she was Ivan's true childhood sweetheart.

"Listen, slut," Stacy huffed, "You can do whatever you like to seduce Ivan. But he will only be mine in the end. Because he loves me and we belong to each other. I don't care how you're gonna tell him, but you must let him know that you've been healing yourself as well. So he won't feel strange when I start to talk…"

Megan struggled and fished her phone out of her pocket, typing a sentence on her cellphone's memo, "Do you really think curing vocal cords is that easy?"

"I'm not telling you to really cure yourself, you stupid w***e. I'm only telling you that you must let Ivan know that you're trying to talk. He's getting better under your treatment. Surely he would trust you if you tell him you're gonna speak soon."

Megan ignored her, but Stacy kept staring at her with those vicious eyes.

"How long do I have to wait before Ivan can see again?" Stacy just wouldn't leave her alone. Megan didn't say anything. The time couldn't be predicted. But Stacy clearly couldn't wait anymore.

"Answer me!" Stacy pulled at Megan's hand. Megan tried to get rid of her grip but accidentally knock the pot down on the floor. Boiling herb soup splashed out. Megan felt her hand was burnt a little. Stacy stayed far enough to not get burnt, but the clashing sound of the pot falling against the floor made her scream dramatically. May and Lee both rushed to the kitchen as they heard the scream.

Seeing the two housekeepers, Stacy ordered them in a hushed voice, "Clean this up! Now!" Ivan's footsteps and cane sounded from outside of the kitchen. Stacy hid behind May instantly. Ivan groped his way into the room, frowning as he tried to find Megan among the three blurred figures he saw, "What's wrong? What happened? Stacy, are you okay?"

"Mrs. Hendrix is fine," May said, "She accidentally tipped over the pot." Ivan reached to Megan, trying to hold her hand. But Megan gasped as soon as their hands touched. Her hand was burnt a little, and it was quite painful. "Did you get hurt?" Ivan frowned, "Did I hurt you?"

Stacy pinched May from behind. May instantly started to explain, "Mrs. Hendrix is fine. She only burnt her hand a little. I'm fetching the medical kit so I can take care of the burn for her…"

With that, May walked out of the kitchen, leaving Stacy behind. Ivan was sure May had walked out of the kitchen. But he still could see three figures. One was Lee, another was Megan… Who was the last one? Ivan frowned, "Is there anyone else in the kitchen?" Stacy shuddered, freezing to the spot. So Ivan's eyes were really getting better?

Stacy nudged at Megan. Megan typed something on her phone and transferred it into a voice message, "There are only Mr. Lee and I in the kitchen. You're probably seeing a trash bin."

Ivan frowned a little, "I heard someone was screaming from upstairs. Was that you, baby?" Megan typed again, "Yes. I've been trying to fix my vocal cords. I guess the treatment finally worked."

May instantly helped Megan to say these words to Ivan.

"Really?" Ivan sounded thrilled, "You're gonna talk soon? Can you really recover?" Stacy made a sound behind Megan. A big smile stretched across Ivan's handsome face, "That's magnificent. When I can really see, you also can talk. I can't even express how happy I am right now…"

May walked into the kitchen with the medical kit at this moment, "Sir, I'm brought the kit."

"Okay, just take care of Mrs. Hendrix's hand. Make sure she doesn't feel any pain during the process," Ivan said before he walked out of the kitchen.

Stacy sniffed coldly after making sure Ivan couldn't hear anything anymore, "May, take care of Megan's hand right now"

May looked surprised, "Mrs. Hendrix, you're so kind…" She thought Stacy hated Megan. Stacy huffed, not saying a thing. Of course Megan's hand needed to be smooth and clean. If Megan had any scars, she would need to have those scars as well or Ivan would be suspicious. She was not gonna burn herself.

After May put ointment on Megan's hand, Stacy cast a glare at Megan and threatened, “Megan, you'd better cure Ivan as soon as possible. Don't think about playing any tricks!”