Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 138:

Kallie and Brent had just finished their meal. As Kallie made to leave, Brent’s phone rang.

The conversation on the other end of the line etched a grave expression on Brent’s face.

A wave of unease washed over Kallie, her instincts tingling with a bad premonition. She quickly typed a message to Brent: “Is something wrong with Jerome?”

Brent’s face remained somber, and after a brief hesitation, he replied, “It’s just some issues at work. Urgent, but nothing serious. I’m afraid I can’t drive you home today.”

Understanding the situation, Kallie nodded and told Brent not to rush and to drive safely.

With that, Brent hurried off. Kallie, now ready to leave herself, stepped out of the restaurant and was momentarily blinded by a sudden white flash.

It took Kallie a moment to realize it was the flash of a camera.

Panicking slightly, Kallie scanned the surroundings. She and Brent hadn’t done anything to warrant scrutiny, yet the threat of a scandal loomed large if a paparazzo were twisting the narrative.

Her search soon led her to a man nearby, camera in hand, looking decidedly flustered.

Once the man realized he’d been spotted, he bolted.

Kallie wanted to cry out and accuse the man of being a thief to capture the crowd’s attention. However, her inability to speak forced her into a desperate chase instead.

The man skillfully darted through the bustling crowd, eluding Kallie with ease.

Kallie could do nothing but watch as he disappeared further into the distance.

Just then, a figure burst from the left, tackling the man to the ground with surprising force.

in shock—it was

Boris confronted the man with fierce determination. “Hand over the

crowd, the man, knowing his actions were unlawful, hesitantly

then did Boris release his

to his feet and fled

Kallie reached the scene just

Kallie without checking its contents. “Don’t worry. I was quick. He likely didn’t have time to create any

the camera’s contents and gave Boris a grateful bow. She then

a camera acting strangely by the entrance. It seemed suspicious, though I hadn’t

gather her thoughts before explaining candidly with her messages on her phone, “I was at a business lunch with your cousin. The Hayes Group is currently

responded, his expression shifting as he grasped the

gratitude yet unsure how, typed a message on her phone and showed it to Boris: “I specialize in repairing antique items. If you ever need such services, don’t hesitate to reach

to walk away, Boris caught up with her, observing thoughtfully before saying, “I actually think you and my cousin would be a great match. Why worry about rumors?

a loss for words. It made sense, considering Sophia and Boris

actually married, and your cousin

only ever seen you by yourself, so

everything was alright, yet deep down, she was irritated by the intrusion into her

abruptly announced he had to leave for an urgent

of relief washed

smile on his face disappeared. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through photos of Kallie and Brent enjoying

Boris had hired to take these photos was quite adept. The angles suggested a

rubbed his chin thoughtfully, a menacing grin forming as he pocketed his phone. He knew these photos would

were sobbing all around, some sincerely while

yet he feigned concern and blended in with

one side, Sophia sat with eyes red from crying. Spotting Boris, she rushed to him as if he were a lifeline. She clutched his hand, her

tears were not of sadness. She was actually