Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 61:

Kallie rubbed her eyes and gazed at Brent’s reply on her phone. It was real. Tears welled up in her eyes. The Hayes family was incredibly kind.

Kallie recalled Jerome’s previous words that Roderick had entrusted Jerome to take care of her while Jerome failed to do so. She felt compelled to ask Jerome what had really happened back then.

Putting aside her thoughts, Kallie began typing a new response after deleting her previously typed words. “Thank you so much! Without your help, I’d be at a loss.”

Brent’s voice came through a voice message, his laughter easy and carefree. “Don’t see it that way. It’s just an advance on your salary. You’re worth it. No pressure!”

Kallie had always been a grateful soul. She texted back, “What exactly are my duties? I want to start getting ready.”

“I’ll forward you some plans and materials. Look them over first,” Brent promptly sent the documents.

Kallie stayed in her bedroom, absorbed in reading and planning her work, completely losing track of time. Her focus shattered when the bedroom door swung open.

Jake strolled in, radiating ease and good cheer. Observing his buoyant mood, Kallie’s heart sank a little. Sarah had visited, and his spirits had noticeably lifted, a stark contrast to his demeanor when she was alone with him.

inquired nonchalantly as he

She had no appetite at

should try to eat a bit even if you’re not

the documents on her phone. However, Jake abruptly grabbed her phone and threw it onto the

buttons on his shirt and leaned down, planting a forceful kiss on Kallie’s cheek. It was more than she could bear. For the first time, Kallie pushed Jake

on Jake, her expression complex.

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Jake’s face quickly morphed from relaxed to darkened expression as his earlier ease disappeared. He didn’t approach her. Instead, he picked

out a relieved breath. She picked up her phone and laptop and stealthily exited the bedroom, heading into the adjacent guest room. There was no study designated for Kallie in the house, and she could no longer use Jake’s. After all, she had once been accused of

been ages since she had delved into this kind of work. Ever since marrying Jake, her days were filled with cooking and waiting for him. Yet, back in school days, Kallie

was past midnight. Feeling somewhat tired, she leaned back on the nearby couch to organize her

of the guest room. Fortunately, the computer screen had automatically shut off, so he hadn’t seen what she had been working on. Jake gazed at her

in fatigue. Perhaps her drowsiness made her audacious, as if parts of her brain were still asleep. She gestured to Jake, asking about Sarah’s whereabouts

walked over to her, pressing his cold thumb against her throat. Kallie’s breath hitched.