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.

door slammed behind him with

nerves still on edge. When 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 Sarah

time, Kallie felt detached from the thought of him with Sarah. It seemed irrelevant now. Her mind was focused on one

Hayden’s studio, fueled by the reflections of the previous night and

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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

analyzing the fragments, deep in thought, until Gregory interrupted her

didn’t place it on her cluttered table. “Looks like

a nearby sofa. She motioned toward the bag, asking how

dollars,” Gregory said, waving dismissively. “Consider it

he had given

was interrupted by sudden footsteps at

her smile froze. There

a sleek, dark suit, he radiated

her feet, her eyes flickering with

floor,” Gregory said, stepping forward with a polite

a hint of

eyes never leaving Kallie as he

surge, Kallie moved to intercept him, motioning

paused, shot Gregory a piercing look,

to Kallie. “Do you think my presence embarrasses

That

really need to work here?” Jake’s tone

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

while, she signed, reminding him of the twenty million she needed for the