Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 13:

Kallie bit her pale lip, yearning to retort. But as she reached for her phone to type a response, the receptionist halted her with a stern hand gesture. “Don’t waste our time. If you keep bothering me, I’ll call security!”

The receptionist then shoved Kallie back. With no other option, Kallie texted Jake instead. “I’m downstairs, but the receptionist won’t let me in.”

However, Jake didn’t respond to her message.

Kallie paced back and forth, realizing that the longer she waited, the more likely her meal would lose its appeal. She approached the receptionist once more with a sentence on her phone. “Could you please inform Mr. Reeves that I am here?”

Kallie refrained from revealing she was Jake’s wife, fearing it might embarrass him.

The receptionist rolled her eyes dismissively. “If we run off to tell Mr. Reeves every time a lunatic claims to see him, he’ll never get his work done!”

Left without alternatives, Kallie took a seat on a sofa in the lobby’s corner, a designated rest area where she decided to wait until Jake was done for the day.

Observing Kallie settle down, the receptionist spitefully poured her a glass of water and set it down with a smirk. “If you insist on waiting, then wait. Mr. Reeves uses the private elevator directly to the parking garage after work. He won’t even come this way. Let’s see how long you last!”

Anxious, Kallie continuously glanced at her phone screen, yet there was still no response from Jake. Could he be tied up with something?

Just then, the elevator doors parted. Jake emerged, his arm linked with Sarah’s.

surprise. “Why are you here?” he asked, his tone

with Kallie, rushed over in a panic, fearing for her job. “Mr. Reeves, she claimed she was here to bring you food, but I couldn’t verify

asked you to bring food?” Cutting off the receptionist mid-explanation, Jake directed his question sharply

look, Kallie pieced everything together. Sarah probably used Jake’s phone to deceive her into believing Jake wanted her to bring

turning to leave

appeared fragile, her movements unsteady as she walked. Jake observed her closely, the medical records

tales

that mute prepared? You mentioned it was tasty, right?” Sarah suggested, leaning

reply, he unexpectedly pulled away and moved swiftly toward

at the bar. Glaring at the receptionist

Jake, Sarah

Kallie reached the company’s entrance, a black Mercedes

you doing here?” Ethan asked from the car, rolling down

Where do you need to go? I’ll take you,” Ethan offered, seeing

and taxis scarce, Kallie paused briefly

her out and witnessed her getting into

marched toward the nearby Bentley

to hit the accelerator. She hurried

How about we grab dinner together?” Before Sarah could finish her