Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 34:

Jake’s distinct aroma filled Kallie’s senses, making her legs tremble as he pressed her more firmly against him. His broad hand ripped through Kallie’s shirt, slipping beneath her bra.

Kallie was upset. What was Jake thinking? She had defied him by visiting the studio after he had explicitly told her not to. She had questioned his intentions and his view of her, and now he was trying to get intimate as if that would solve everything.

Feeling mistreated, Kallie tried to push Jake away with all her might, but it was no use. His hands quickly restrained hers above her head, his voice hauntingly close to her ear. “Be a good girl and do as I say,” he commanded.

Defiance flared in Kallie. Why should she? As Jake leaned in for another kiss, she bit down fiercely.

The taste of blood mingled between their mouths, and Jake groaned, immediately letting her go.

Kallie stepped back quickly, clutching her torn clothes, and eyed Jake like a cornered animal.

“You bit me?” Jake looked at her in disbelief.

Kallie stood her ground, making it clear she refused to comply with his demands. Through sign language, she asked what he really thought of her.

Jake’s expression darkened, his gaze inscrutable, like an abyss she couldn’t fathom.

Needing clarity, Kallie signed, asking if he treated Sarah the same way, wondering if he would ever treat Sarah like this.

Jake’s face hardened, a storm brewing within his eyes.

Expecting the worst, Kallie shut her eyes, bracing for a blow.

Yet, to her astonishment, Jake simply grabbed his jacket and left, his steps quick and resolute.

him with a

she dared to look out the window, she saw the taillights of Jake’s black Bentley vanishing into the distance. His lips were broken—what would he tell

the thought of him with Sarah. It seemed irrelevant now. Her mind was focused on one thing: excelling in

fueled by the reflections of the previous night and a new sense of resolve.

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the repair of Stella’s bracelet, Kallie examined the remaining fragments. A few pieces of metal puzzled her, leaving her unsure whether they were part of the bracelet or added to mislead her. If they were integral to the bracelet, their exact placement eluded

the fragments, deep in thought,

holding a bag of takeout. He didn’t place it on her cluttered table.

She motioned toward the bag, asking how much the meal cost, prepared to

Gregory said, waving dismissively. “Consider it a peace offering for being harsh

and joked through gestures that he had given her the

conversation was interrupted by sudden footsteps at

up, and her smile froze. There stood

dark suit, he radiated authority as his

her feet, her eyes flickering with

reception area is on the ground floor,” Gregory said, stepping forward with a polite yet firm

pretended ignorance, his voice carrying a hint of hostility. He blamed Jake for keeping

never leaving Kallie

Kallie moved to intercept him,

a piercing look, and followed her into

turned to Kallie. “Do you

shook her head. That

really need to work here?” Jake’s tone

explaining that restoring artifacts at the studio brought her joy—something she hadn’t felt since marrying

stay. After a while, she signed, reminding him of the twenty million she needed for the