Too Late To Love Your Mute Wife

Chapter 6

Word Count: 633 | Released on: 07/05/2026

ompletely silent. Everyone's a

blonde hair behind her ear. "I will be joi

ng. "I am going to be your new Executive Assista

she physically gasped, all the air rushing out of her lu

d by the fireplace, his silen

nt! An Ivy League business graduate is exactly

e some people who could not even finish a basi

eason she dropped out of college was because her fath

. "Oh, do not be too hard on her, Genevieve. Being a qu

choed from the top o

the Valentine family, stood at the landing. Sh

w cold. Genevieve immediately fix

the cane. She reached the bottom floor and stopped in fron

raspy but commanding. "You speak like

bright red, but she ke

toward Allyson. Her eyes

gusta warned, tapping her cane against the marble floor. "Th

ked. She lowered her eyes, her fingers t

right in front of Aubree, who was st

rinkled hand and gently patted

aking sure every person in the room heard her, "Aubree i

rolling down her cheek. She raised her

e floor, his muscles tense with extreme irritation at hi

room, bowing slightly. "Dinner is

ng room and walked down the lon

e, long crystal table. She pointed her cane at

side of the table and pulle

hed forward. She slid smoothly i

icked up Godfrey's linen napkin, g

g near Godfrey's leg. The brief warmth Augusta had given her ins

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“To save my father's bankrupt company, I endured a forced marriage to billionaire Godfrey Valentine. He despised me, believing I was a scheming mute who trapped him. When his former fiancée, Allyson, returned, my nightmare truly began. During a family dinner, she deliberately knocked a bowl of boiling lobster bisque directly onto my lap. The scalding liquid soaked into my heavy dress, instantly blistering my flesh. Because of my paralyzed vocal cords, I couldn't even scream. I could only gasp in silent, blinding agony as I collapsed. At that exact second, Allyson let out a blood-curdling shriek over a tiny drop of soup that had splashed onto her knuckles. Godfrey didn't even glance in my direction. "Tell the driver to pull up to the front!" He roared in panic, scooping Allyson into his arms like fragile glass and rushing her to the hospital. "You clumsy, stupid girl!" His mother sneered at me before following them, leaving me kneeling alone in a puddle of boiling soup. That night, seeing the paparazzi photos of him fiercely protecting her at the private ER, my heart completely shattered. I finally realized that to him, my life was worth less than a single scratch on her finger. I wiped my tears, contacted my best friend to start a street bakery, and walked away. This time, I chose to live for myself.”