Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 69:

Irene bristled with anger at the woman’s insinuation, but Kallie gently tugged at Irene’s sleeve, signaling her to remain calm. Kallie gestured to Irene in sign language, saying, “Things don’t always go as planned, but as long as we give it our best, there will be no regrets.”

These wise words had once been shared with Kallie by Roderick.

With a composed nod, Kallie stepped back, allowing the test shoot to proceed.

“Action!” the director called, though his voice lacked enthusiasm. He didn’t comment further as the camera rolled. The woman positioned herself skillfully, instantly finding a flattering angle. She moved with the composure of a practiced student, her profile photogenic under the camera’s gaze.

When the cameras stopped, the woman turned confidently to the director. “How did that look?” she asked.

The director’s response was lukewarm, his brow furrowing slightly. “It was… acceptable,” he muttered, unimpressed.

Sensing what she thought was her moment, the woman looked at Kallie dismissively. “So, I suppose that wraps it up for Kallie, doesn’t it? Thanks for your time.”

Irene’s frustration was obvious, but Kallie calmly motioned for her to interpret her next words carefully.

Sidestepping the woman’s comment, Irene addressed the director after translating Kallie’s sign language. “The techniques used just now don’t fully capture the essence of the artifacts.”

“Oh? Explain,” the director’s interest was piqued as he leaned forward.

“The way she handled the tweezers was too forceful. It could leave permanent marks on the artifacts,” Kallie observed, pointing out the errors. Irene translated her words with precision. “Also, her approach angle was wrong. Anyone familiar with artifact restoration would know it’s inappropriate. Plus, she held the magnifying glass upside down. From that angle, it’s impossible to properly examine the details.”

As Kallie’s list of corrections grew, the woman’s confidence faded, her expression darkening under the scrutiny.

me try again,” the woman pleaded with the

His voice grew stern as he replied, “Do you understand the essence of what we’re doing here? This is about professionalism. We’re promoting our

“You may have the look, but your techniques are wrong. If we continue this way, the final

ovels . com fuels

then fixed a firm gaze on

the woman quietly gathered her things

the daughter of one of the school’s directors. She wanted

asked, “But you were harsh. Aren’t you worried she’ll

has more

helping her prepare for

he explained. “We’re going for professionalism, not a commercial or music video. Just

nodded, understanding

proceeded smoothly. With the preliminary issues resolved, they planned to return the

at the university, Kallie and Irene headed to their accommodation, a nearby hotel arranged

Irene remarked, delighted. “Mr. Lyndon treats

“Dinner will be up soon. If you don’t need anything, I’m off

fine and encouraging Irene to enjoy

more comfortable and began to

it. But the moment she unlocked the door, it burst open, and a figure

and sudden, his familiar scent filling the room. His expression was stern, his

bold? Not interested in listening to me anymore?” Jake’s tone was accusatory as he gripped her

response was not what

once tearful and vulnerable eyes he was used to seeing in Kallie were now cold and detached, as if she were looking at