Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 19:

In the hospital room, Kallie clung to Linsey, who was about to settle into the extra bed.

Kallie’s fingers flew across her phone keyboard. “You should head home. The nurses are here. I’ll be okay by myself. It’s just a sprained arm. You don’t need to stick around for that.”

“How can I just leave you here by yourself?” Linsey protested, unwilling to leave.

Kallie sighed, paused, and then fabricated an excuse, typing it out on her phone. “I’m worried Jake might drop by later.”

As expected, Linsey wavered. “Is he really trying to make amends?”

Earlier that day, when Jake and Kallie had gone golfing, Linsey had thought their relationship was on the mend. However, the situation with Sarah had escalated, and Jake had not only ignored it but had also defended Sarah. This had left Linsey feeling let down.

Kallie nodded reassuringly, typing out her response. “Don’t worry. I’ve got everything under control.”

“Alright then…” Linsey finally gave in, bombarding Kallie with a series of cautions before she left.

But the moment Linsey stepped outside the hospital, doubt crept in. If Jake truly cared, wouldn’t he have shown up sooner? Maybe I’ll leave once he arrives, she thought.

With that thought, Linsey picked up some snacks at a nearby store and headed back to the hospital, planning to use the excuse that she had forgotten her keys to return to Kallie’s room.

way into Kallie’s room. There were only two wards on this level, making it impossible for Linsey to mistake one for the other. She paused briefly and then yelled

about like this.

her toward the wide-open window. Kallie’s upper body was perilously dangling outside, her grip on safety

Police!” Linsey

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In his momentary hesitation, Kallie lashed out

the man groaned in pain. However, the momentum caused Kallie to stagger backward,

sprinted toward Kallie, a blur

by her hospital gown and yanked her to

tears streaming down her face,

in black. He channeled all his strength

bed, just as the nurses hurried in to

bruises from the man’s grip, and her recently set arm had been dislocated again, bringing tears

deep sympathy. “This is

her head,

guy’s fault!” Linsey snapped, her voice strained as she approached the injured man and stomped on his head.

this point, Sarah was the only

in agony, only whimpered, offering no