Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 12:

Jake tossed Kallie onto the expansive bed in their bedroom. Kallie placed her hands against his chest, attempting to push him away, though her actions were weak and appeared more like a hesitant acceptance than genuine resistance.

“Be a good girl,” Jake murmured, his voice low and enticing as he leaned closer, his breath warm against Kallie’s ear.

Kallie relaxed slightly, but as Jake moved to kiss her, she turned her head aside, rejecting his advance. A single tear escaped, trailing down her cheek. Kallie’s face was pale, her lips quivered as if she were undergoing a hardship rather than sharing a tender moment.

Disinterested, Jake stood, towering over her. “You don’t want me to touch you?” he questioned, his voice a mix of confusion and frustration.

Kallie clarified that she was simply feeling unwell, her gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding his eyes.

“Feeling unwell because of quitting your job? Feeling unwell yet still went to dinner with Linsey?” Jake pressed her, his tone growing harsh as he sought answers.

Kallie felt at a loss for words. Ever since she had brought up the idea of a divorce, Jake had become unusually attentive, though not in the way she desired.

Receiving no response, Jake abruptly left the room.

Kallie assumed he had gone for good and curled up under the blanket, seeking comfort. Yet, the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs jolted her.

To her surprise, Jake returned, her handbag in his grasp.

Kallie abruptly sat up, barely minding the darkness that edged into her vision as she reached for her handbag.

want this?” Jake asked, tossing the handbag aside and holding

hospital this morning? Why didn’t you tell me?” he demanded, reading the

two steps and then raised her hand

think telling me would bother me?” Jake moved closer, backing Kallie

face darkened even more as he connected the dots, realizing Linsey might have

tales at g aln ov el

to the hospital, only to recover not long after. Her

he looked at her. “From

Kallie nodded emphatically.

ready to respond,

planned to

that impossible. She bowed her head,

with some clients outside. I’ll return later,” Jake announced slowly, his gaze lingering on

puzzled by his lie to Sarah. Could

descended the stairs once

evening?” the butler inquired, offering Kallie a glass of

to make dinner herself, but with Jake’s frequent absences, she

different. Jake’s unexpected return ignited a spark of

smiling

procured by the staff. After washing, chopping, seasoning, and marinating the ingredients, she even orchestrated the cooking times to ensure all dishes would

she cooked. Before her marriage, she had dreamed of these

complete, Kallie’s phone chimed with a new message