When Stars Fall Novel by Silas Night _ Novel




When Stars Fall Chapter 01

After being kidnapped and held captive for a month, Rachel Bennett—once the willful and spoiled second daughter of the Bennett family—had become Jude Green's dutiful wife and the Bennett family's obedient daughter.
She didn't smash Jude's office, demanding to know why all 99 of her desperate calls for help went unanswered.
Nor did she cause a scene at the Bennett family home, questioning why Robert and Mary, despite being worth hundreds of millions, refused to pay a single cent to ransom her.
She became exactly what they wanted: gentle, submissive, no longer noisy, no longer causing trouble, no longer willful.
Even when a rival heiress picked a fight, pushing her down the stairs and injuring her, and the doctor suggested having family members come to take care of her, she only said calmly:
"My parents are dead, and I was widowed at twenty-four."
That very night, a tall, straight silhouette appeared at the door of her hospital room.
Rachel raised her eyes, catching sight of Jude's handsome face.
The man wore a custom-tailored suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist. He stood tall and elegant, as aloof, noble, and impeccably proper as ever.
However, upon seeing the arm-length wound snaking across her leg, his brows furrowed slightly: "Rachel, why didn't you contact me when you were hospitalized?"
Rachel merely twitched her lips and spoke faintly: "Didn't Mr. Green put me on his do-not-disturb list?"
She had only found out a month ago that her husband of two years had always kept her on do-not-disturb. That was why she couldn't reach him when she was kidnapped, leading the enraged kidnappers, who hadn't received their money, to humiliate and beat her day and night.
If a passerby hadn't discovered her, she might have died in that silent, dark night.
Rachel's older sister, Emma Bennett.
When Rachel and Jude got married, she was only twenty-two, at the age of reckless abandon, living a vibrant life abroad.
She refused to be trapped in the country and bound by a so-called arranged marriage, so on the day of the wedding, she fled in a sports car.
But unexpectedly, an accident occurred, and her car crashed into the guardrail of the overpass.
At that moment, she and her car were left dangling a hundred meters above the sea, teetering on the edge.
Just when she thought she was doomed to die, the sound of a helicopter approached.
Jude's aloof, tall figure stood at the helicopter door, gripping the handle with one hand. The fierce wind from the rotors whipped his black suit, making it look like black raven feathers spreading against the gale.
The shimmering light from the river reflected entirely onto him, making it hard to tell if it was an illusion or reality.
It wasn't until he grabbed her hand, pulled her to safety, and shielded her in his arms that his cold voice spoke to her: "It's okay now. I'm taking you home."
At that moment, amidst the roar of the helicopter, Rachel heard her own violent heartbeat.
Perhaps, marrying Jude wouldn't be so bad.
Even without much affection, it could be cultivated.
After the wedding, Jude fulfilled the duties expected of a husband, but he rarely spoke to her.
Rachel would often stick by his side, chattering endlessly, or occasionally cause a bit of trouble, waiting for him to clean up the mess and listening to him say faintly: "Just this once."
Although it was just a few words, Rachel was very happy; at the very least, he wasn't ignoring her.
She believed that given time, she would make this freezing iceberg melt for her!
But that was until a month ago, when he received a phone call while having dinner with her.
"What?
!"
Jude stood up abruptly, and his eyes, which hadn't shown a single ripple even when sharing a bed with Rachel, now seemed to churn with a tsunami.
A joyous smile appeared on his usually unsmiling face. "I'll head over right now!"
"Jude, where are you going?
!"
Rachel shouted.
But he didn't respond with a single word, nor did he look back. He was in such a rush that he almost forgot to put on his shoes, just dashing out like that.
Meanwhile, Rachel's phone received a photo sent by Emma, who had been out of contact for two years.
Unseen for two years, Emma sat in the middle, surrounded by Robert and Mary, whose faces were filled with excitement and doting love. Jude was hugging her, as if embracing a lost and found treasure.
And she, it seemed, was completely shut out by everyone.
[See that?
You could never steal our parents' love from me, and now, your husband's love is also mine.]
That line of text deeply stung Rachel's eyes.
She drove her sports car straight into the Bennett family's floor-to-ceiling windows, shattering the glass.
Amidst Robert's furious curses and Mary's scolding, Rachel looked at the indifferent Jude and spoke coldly: "Explain."
"Since things have come to this, let me tell you."
Emma spoke slowly, revealing the so-called truth.
It turned out that two years ago, the person who was supposed to marry Jude was Emma, his first love.
During the years Rachel was abroad, Jude and Emma were already a match made in heaven in everyone's eyes.
Everyone thought they would smoothly walk down the aisle.
Until Emma went abroad for a study tour and suddenly disappeared.
Jude risked facing the Green family's punishment to mobilize the Green family's overseas resources, just to find Emma, but he found nothing and fell into a deep depression.
Seeing the wedding date between the Green family and the Bennett family drawing closer and closer.
Ultimately, the Bennett family made the decision to drag Rachel back from abroad to marry Jude.
In truth, Jude's resistance was no less than hers.
But James Green issued an ultimatum: if he refused the marriage alliance and failed to continue the Green family's line of descendants, he would revoke Jude's inheritance rights and order the Green family's overseas forces to stop searching for Emma.
Only then did Jude compromise and agree to marry Rachel.
So, from beginning to end, Rachel was merely a tool for the Bennett family to continue reaping benefits, a stepping stone for Jude to find his sweetheart!
All of them knew the truth, yet they kept her alone in the dark, playing her for a fool!
At that moment, Rachel felt as if she had plunged into an ice cellar, her fingernails digging into her palms until they bled.
She grabbed the exquisite cake from the table and smashed it fiercely against the three-meter-high champagne tower!
Crash!
Amidst the deafening sound of shattering glass and Emma's cry of pain, she twitched her lips.
"This is my welcome gift. You're welcome."
With that, she turned around and strode away in her high heels.
But she never expected to be kidnapped halfway home.
The kidnappers shoved her into a sack, and clubs rained down on her body.
She screamed that she was the daughter of the Bennett family and the wife of Jude, warning them that if they touched her, it would not end well for them.
But the kidnapper just laughed disdainfully: "I only want money. Give me the money, and I'll let you go!"
Rachel tried to contact Jude countless times, and her parents countless times.
None of them responded.
She was locked in a pitch-black basement for a whole month. The cold and dead silence tortured her over and over, nearly driving her mad...
Until a passerby found and saved her.
At the police station.
Jude got the news and appeared before her.
Looking at her pale, almost transparent face, a trace of complex emotion flashed through his eyes, but it was fleeting.
"You were targeted because you're usually too flashy. Behave yourself from now on."
"Got it."
Rachel looked at him and spoke calmly.
Now that she was no longer throwing tantrums or bothering him, Jude's brows furrowed instead.
"What Mr. Green?
I am your husband!"

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