Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 142:

Shirley’s gaze followed him as he walked away, and a flush of anger colored her cheeks.

With a swift motion, Shirley turned and hurled the vase from the table to the floor in a fit of rage.

Melinda, the one who had stirred the pot, was taken aback by the turn of events.

As Melinda caught sight of Shirley’s seething expression, she approached cautiously, trying to offer some solace. “Don’t hold it against Jake. It’s probably Kallie, filling his ears with nonsense about you. That’s got to be why he’s acting this way.

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Remember, you’re his mom. He truly cares for you.”

A wave of sadness washed over Shirley. “The way he looked at me… it’s as if he doesn’t want me in his life at all anymore,” she murmured.

A flicker of cunning sparked in Melinda’s eyes. “Honestly, he was out of line today. You’ve always wanted what’s best for him, yet he can’t see that and treats you this way! If Dean had been in his place, he certainly wouldn’t have treated you like this.”

Shirley paused, her tears subsiding as she regarded Melinda with a puzzled look. “Isn’t Dean on the brink of divorcing you? And yet you still defend him?”

Melinda managed a sheepish grin. “Dean and I are tangled up in some misunderstandings, but we’re still together. I’m not ready to walk away from him. I need your support. Think about your granddaughter. She’s still so young. What would become of her if I left?”

Shirley rubbed her temples, her voice cold and threatening. “I’ll help you this time, but if you get Dean into trouble again, you can’t blame me for what comes next.”

Melinda quickly nodded, her expression one of complete submission. “I promise I’ll heed your advice.”

Shirley exhaled softly, her gaze shifting to the doorway, her eyes darkening. “You know, you’re right. Dean would never treat me this way. Jake may be my brightest child, but his sharpness makes him difficult to manage. He has never been as compliant as Dean, even since he was a boy.”

struck a chord with Shirley. A subtle smile of triumph

Kallie was reeling from pain and dizzy. Jake,

pain intensified, draining the color from her face as

about to intervene, but

even if they had beaten you to death today, you wouldn’t have turned to me for help, would you?” Jake’s voice was tense, his dark

and pressed the power button forcefully three times.

knowing she might face trouble and be unable to speak.

Jake’s gaze, unable

out to him, not even to seek his assistance. Considering their

huh?” Jake’s irritation flared as Kallie

seizing her chin

to consciousness. She weakly attempted to push his hand away but lacked the strength. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, landing on Jake’s hand with

Kallie sobbing so

only managed

aback and leaned in

hand, her voice cracking as she

a moment, Jake then swept Kallie into his arms, slammed the car door, and commanded Edgar,

as a child, she

warmth toward Kallie, who had

time passed, he recognized his initial judgment

thoughts, only stepped in to defend Kallie when she was bullied, a way he

gratitude, Kallie struggled to articulate “Jake” despite

well-being, had lashed out, though his words were harsh, “You don’t have to strain yourself to make me happy. Do

stung by his words, turned away, and Jake caught a glimpse of the tears streaking

almost ran after her to apologize, but something held him back. Perhaps, he reasoned, it was better if