Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape

ess winds hurled rain against

light shone only fro

t the headboard, her eyes skimming t

bedroom door

p to find her husband, Jak

essed in a sharp suit, his attra

e smell of alcohol mingling with the rain's freshness. His cold han

ive tone, Jake comm

the pain escalating. She emit

rowned and placed his

sperate as if anchoring herself in a tumultuous sea. She was ove

hind the bathroom door, his phone

on the screen. "Jake, I'm sorry, okay? Can you stop going back

would never master the art of playful scolding or t

her, leaving her unable to speak. She could only produce fragmen

m window, Kallie could see Jake's tall s

ooking down at her with a dismissive stare.

d instinctively denied it. She wanted to

n thin. He declared icily,

iage was arranged by his grandfather. Jake had bluntly stated he married her solely because she wa

fully aware of Jake's affairs, yet she remaine

ass of milk for him. Without the courage to meet Ja

and dismissively deleted the messag

got up

picky eating habits, h

ticulously prepared his

irst thing that caught his eye was

ckeys lingered on her neck from the night before. She was the epitome of ge

lly impassive features. He broke the s

ratitude. She removed her apron and seated herself c

which Kallie accepted with

"Tomorrow's my brother's baby's hundred-

seldom invited her to public gatherings. Yet here he was, asking her to join

rossed Kallie's express

e my assistant drop off some clothe

other option

nd Dean Reeves, the eldest son, was celebrating his fi

hotel for the occasion, no

ubtle makeup, looked radiant. Her fine features a

t swept over her were

ak, yet she married so well. Why can't I

ng do you? Can you evoke

e you im

k Reeves took her in as his foster daughter a

t it's all calculated. Y

at Roderick simply sympathized with her. Yet,

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