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.

Jake asked, tossing the

morning? Why didn’t you tell me?”

hand to gesture her wish not

got sick, and you think telling me would bother me?” Jake moved

Linsey’s phone call, Jake’s face darkened even more as he connected the dots, realizing Linsey might

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to recover not long after. Her decision against telling Jake was because she deemed it a

“From now on, let me know

Kallie nodded emphatically.

to respond, his

planned to have

made that impossible. She bowed her head, feigning ignorance of

a meeting with some clients outside. I’ll return later,” Jake announced slowly, his

Jake exited, puzzled by his lie to Sarah.

stairs

will you be preparing dinner yourself this evening?” the butler inquired, offering Kallie

herself, but with Jake’s frequent absences, she had ceased

ignited a spark

smiling at

meticulously selected and handled the ingredients procured by the staff. After washing, chopping, seasoning, and marinating the ingredients, she even orchestrated the cooking times to ensure all dishes would be ready simultaneously, preventing

had dreamed of these

a new message from Jake. “I’ll be