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.

corridor, she spotted a shadowy figure stealthily making his 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 at the top of

wouldn’t lurk about like this. She burst through the

around her neck as he dragged her toward the wide-open window. Kallie’s upper body was perilously dangling outside, her

it! Police!”

your next

Kallie lashed

groaned in pain. However, the momentum caused Kallie to stagger backward, teetering on the brink of falling from the

a blur of

Kallie by her hospital gown and yanked her

dashed forward, tears streaming down her face, her

kick to the lower back of the man in black. He channeled all his strength into the kick, causing a loud crack to echo from the man’s back as the latter fell, immobilized by

back to her bed, just as the nurses hurried in to tend

the man’s grip, and her recently set arm had been dislocated

at Kallie with deep sympathy. “This is all my fault. If I hadn’t left,

her head, dismissing

snapped, her voice strained as she approached the

the only one with the motives

in agony, only whimpered, offering no