Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 117:

“Even though you have issues with Miss Miller, what she passed on to you holds value. Is this really how you handle those clothes? Those are my mother’s things. How can I not hold you responsible?” Rachel’s voice carried an undertone of moral coercion.

Everyone in the room grasped Rachel’s predicament. They all knew how deeply Rachel missed her mother, who had passed away. When Rachel finally received news about her mother’s possessions, only to discover they were damaged, the blow was hard to bear. Who could possibly accept that?

Sarah barely contained her amusement, her laughter threatening to spill over. She placed a comforting hand on Rachel’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, Rachel. I didn’t foresee my disagreement with Kallie affecting you like this. It’s partly my fault. Had I known, I wouldn’t have gifted her those clothes.”

Rachel dabbed at her tears. “It’s not on you. How could you have anticipated any of this? The blame lies with Kallie. She’s the one at fault here.”

“Rachel,” a male voice cut in sharply.

A middle-aged man approached briskly, followed closely by a young man. Sarah’s and Kallie’s expressions shifted dramatically at the sight of the young man. It was none other than Jake.

Rachel noticed the middle-aged man. She managed a forced smile and murmured, “Dad.”

Phillip Simpson quickened his pace as he noticed the redness around his daughter’s eyes. Rachel was known for her resilience, rarely showing any signs of vulnerability in public, much less crying. Something serious had probably happened.

“Rachel, has someone been giving you trouble?” Phillip asked, his voice cold, his eyes scanning the gathering.

Almost immediately, explanations began to pour in. As each person recounted their version, the blame gradually settled on Kallie, fueled by past resentments. The narrative built up to a consensus: it was all Kallie’s fault.

“No matter the circumstances, it’s clear that my daughter doesn’t want you here right now. I hope you understand that. Today is her birthday, and

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paler as she stood speechless, unable to respond. After all, it was obvious that Phillip considered

wasn’t an option for her. She was conscious

Jake was present, he remained silent throughout, merely

Still, the sight of Jake’s apathetic expression deepened her sorrow. She would have preferred he hadn’t come at

I assure you the clothes are unharmed. I’ll sort them out and deliver them first thing when I return. I may leave now, but I need to make it clear that I have never hurt anyone. I did not push Sarah, nor should you mock me over this. I was unaware those clothes belonged to Miss Simpson’s mother, and damaging them was never my intent, even though they were gifted to me by Sarah.” Her

toward

began to walk away. She had only taken a few steps when she heard Jake’s voice from behind. “Let’s

fake,” he announced, his frustration evident. “What does this mean? Are you trying to keep me out? If I hadn’t run into you at the

he spoke, her expression shifting dramatically at the sight of the invitation in his hand. It was an exact copy of the

Rachel’s features. What was

caught off guard by Jake’s words. She had, in fact, asked Jake earlier whether he planned to attend the party precisely for this reason. Had he confirmed his attendance, she would have made

Jake had been adamant then about not coming, prompting Sarah

the unfolding events. She hadn’t grasped the gravity of the situation until now, especially since Jake had arrived with Phillip. Their arrival together could have been mere chance, and Jake didn’t really require the invitation. However,

too startled to

changed. She had suspected Sarah might be involved but didn’t want to delve too deeply into it. After all, Sarah, as her friend, should know she despised this type of behavior most of all. Moreover, Sarah had been her support during

appeared confused, while Jake’s demeanor

to address the issue. “It’s possible someone under my supervision mishandled the situation.