Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 28:

Kallie stood amidst the confusion, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched an empty wine glass. Her mind raced for an explanation that might dissipate the thick tension around her. Yet, she could only manage a helpless shake of her head while the piercing stares of the guests felt like needles against her skin.

Jake moved through the crowd with purpose, his presence commanding yet protective. As he neared, he smoothly removed his jacket and placed it around Sarah’s shoulders, a simple gesture that spoke volumes.

Kallie’s eyes followed Jake, filled with sorrow and a desperate hope that he might understand her situation.

But Jake’s face was a mask of cold indifference when locking eyes with Kallie. He spared her only a brief, dismissive glance before his attention fully turned to Sarah.

“How are you holding up?” His voice was thick with concern.

Sarah clutched at him dramatically. “My ankle’s all twisted up, I’m soaking wet, and just miserable. I can’t seem to stand on my own…”

The guests encircled them, a hush falling over the room. Murmurs, however, were not so easily contained. Kallie, standing isolated within the throng, caught snippets of their whispers.

“She’s the legitimate wife, sure enough. Don’t underestimate her because she’s mute. The schemes she concocts…”

“Mr. Reeves really has it all, a stunning mute wife at home and a mistress to charm society on his behalf.”

“And what a tragedy they are to each other. Really, with everything they have, why stew in jealousy?”

These fragmented conversations wounded Kallie deeply. She longed to defend herself, to tell her side of the story. She wasn’t the jealous spouse they portrayed her as. She had even suggested divorce to Jake.

But Jake had flatly refused to let her go, and it was Sarah who had woven this web of deceit around her. Yet, why was she painted as the villain in their tale?

Jake’s gaze met Kallie’s, a storm of unspoken words passing between them. Then, wordlessly, he turned away from her and lifted Sarah into his arms, his decision clear in his avoidance of Kallie’s plea.

As Sarah nestled into Jake, one hand resting gently on his shoulder, she tilted her

and fragile in Jake’s embrace. But Kallie caught the true glint in Sarah’s eye, a

overwhelming urge to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the party. The guests’ stares were curious, some even piercing, yet none offered words or

out into the cool embrace of the night air. Freedom

had left with Sarah. Dressed for a gala, not a night on the town alone, she couldn’t simply hail a

Mercedes glided to a smooth stop in front of her. The driver’s door swung

are you just standing

are you headed? Let me give you a

a warm, expectant look. With a small, thankful smile, Kallie slid into

in the driver’s seat, Ethan sensed her curiosity as Kallie pulled out her phone and typed a message

was just hanging around chatting with some folks. Figured I might as well drive you home,” he explained, his tone casual but his words

rare public appearance was quite a sensation. When Ethan saw Kallie’s name pop up in the chat,

sincere “Thank you,” and showed it

with an enthusiastic smile. “I’m picking it up pretty

looking to Kallie for

nodded in approval. Ethan’s heart skipped a beat at her smile. He then shifted the conversation toward their destination. “Where to? Heading

shook her head and showed Ethan the location of her and Jake’s villa

was the villa Kallie shared with Jake. Despite his frequent absences, she had never spent a night away from their home. She was determined to uphold her role, even

car in gear. The ride was quiet, and soon, the sleek black Mercedes pulled up in front of the imposing

the butler emerged, a mix of surprise and

vehicle. Kallie was just gathering her things to thank Ethan and dismiss him when he suddenly stepped out of the

aback by his unexpected move,

abandoning her there.” Ethan’s voice held an edge of accusation as he confronted the

the car, felt a rush of surprise and confusion. It became clear that Ethan had known about the night’s events all along but had kept his knowledge hidden