Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 42:

“What do you think you’re doing? Stop it! I’m calling the police!” Linsey’s frantic voice filled the room as she reached for her phone.

But the menacing figures paid no heed. Some continued to ransack the room while others advanced toward Kallie and Linsey, their intentions clear. Linsey screamed, grabbing Kallie’s arm, dragging her toward the back of the bookstore.

Both women knew the layout well, dodging through the maze of shelves. But their escape was cut short—there was only one exit, and it was blocked. No matter how they maneuvered, they were trapped.

“I’ll call my brother to get us out of here!” Linsey said urgently, guiding Kallie into a cramped nook beneath the staircase.

In the tight space, Linsey whispered, “These guys aren’t here to negotiate. The police won’t stop them in time.” She frantically called her brother, Ethan, while Kallie discreetly alerted the authorities through her phone.

Kallie’s heart raced, realizing this attack might be aimed at her, not Linsey. Maybe it was retribution from Stella, Yvette, or even Sarah. Had she inadvertently dragged Linsey into this danger?

The voices of their attackers echoed through the bookstore. “Those girls are hiding, but there’s no way out.”

this before the

her, and she clutched Linsey’s hand just as a flick

Linsey coughed violently, her eyes watering from the smoke. “I’ll grab the

it, they might only make things worse. The flames were no accident—this was a deliberate act of malice. Kallie felt the crushing weight of guilt. It wasn’t the Brooks family who had enemies—it was her. Her involvement with Stella, Yvette, and

small window high above the back wall. With renewed urgency, she pulled Linsey toward it, gesturing for

for me. You should go, Kallie,” Linsey argued, her voice trembling.

of leaving Linsey behind. Ignoring her own safety, Kallie hoisted Linsey toward the window. This was her responsibility—she had brought this danger upon them. She couldn’t let Linsey suffer for

to hurry,

cracked with emotion. “I’ll come back

feeding the flames behind them. As Linsey climbed

coughing and gasping for air. She fumbled for her phone and pressed the emergency lock button five times, triggering an SOS. Her emergency contact was likely Jake,

Suddenly, through the suffocating haze, a figure appeared, cutting through the fire and smoke. Strong arms lifted her,

being brought under control. Linsey rushed toward

you okay? Please, open your

concern and relief.