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.

hearing everything. Without allowing Kallie a chance to defend herself, Phillip declared, “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

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speechless, unable to respond. After all, it was obvious that

option for her. She was conscious

silent throughout, merely standing

sight of Jake’s apathetic expression deepened her sorrow. She would have preferred he hadn’t come at all, rather than see

her teeth and typed out a message: “I apologize for today’s trouble, but 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

toward

a few steps when she heard

pocket. “I found out that this invitation is a 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 entrance, I probably

sight of the invitation in his hand. It was an exact copy of the

Rachel’s features.

earlier whether he planned to attend the party precisely for this reason. Had he confirmed his attendance,

not coming, prompting Sarah to discard the idea. Yet

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.

too startled to

too deeply into it. After all, Sarah, as her friend, should know she

while Jake’s demeanor suggested he

supervision mishandled the situation. Mr. Reeves, please be assured, I will deal with them