Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 35:

Kallie’s eyes widened in shock. She carefully lifted the bracelet, examining it closely. It bore the Rowan logo, but the engraving indicated it was not from the year Rowan was established—it was from the second or third year.

Despite that, its design and structure closely mirrored the bracelet Stella had tasked her with repairing.

As Kallie scrutinized the bracelet Jake had given her, she noticed an unusual feature. Hidden on the inner side was a small metal mechanism. She hesitated for a moment before cautiously flipping it. The metal clicked open, revealing a tiny compartment—a secret space designed to conceal small items.

Now, Kallie understood the bracelet’s design and realized how to fix Stella’s. But one question lingered: Why had Jake given this to her? He had never supported her work, and she had thought he wouldn’t help her with it. Yet, here he was, quietly providing a reference piece for her task.

She remembered the furious look on Jake’s face when she had mentioned earning money for the divorce. She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking at the time.

Pushing her thoughts aside, Kallie picked up her tools and began the restoration. Now that she understood the process, it went smoothly. The bracelet, made of enamel and metal, required only a bit of work with a hot-melt gun and some invisible glue to mend the pieces securely.

Under the watchful eye of a recording camera, Kallie finished restoring the bracelet.

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glass and tested the clasp before giving Kallie a thumbs-up. He signed his praise for Kallie’s work, noting that she was a natural restorer, her talents never diminishing over time. He once again mentioned how he

with a shy smile, modestly crediting her success to his

his personal seal—a tamperproof

restored

up tomorrow, and make sure you’re the one to

bracelet, she accepted it casually, her face adorned with an enigmatic smile, as if she had a

given her in his study. She didn’t expect him to return that night. But as she was preparing for bed, he walked into the bedroom and tossed the bracelet onto the bed. Fresh from the shower, his loosely tied pajamas revealed his sculpted

Why did you give it back?”

signed her thanks, explaining she didn’t need the bracelet

glance, his expression unreadable. “It’s just a bracelet,”

arguing but instead tucked the bracelet neatly into her bedside drawer. She resolved to return it once

Hayes’ place,” Jake announced abruptly, tossing

saw it was for Jerome Hayes’ birthday banquet. It was addressed to Jake and his family. She wondered why Jake insisted on her attending. Hadn’t she embarrassed him enough at the

minimal makeup. She followed behind Jake, her head down, but even so, her presence drew curious glances as they entered the