Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 159:

A worried voice echoed from the other end of the phone. “Mr. Hayes, it seems we’re out of options. This boy is too sharp. He figured out something was amiss and took off. Going after his mother could backfire in ways we can’t predict.”

Brent’s hands tightened into fists, his eyes shimmering with a frosty glare. “I’ve been cast as the villain by everyone. My reputation no longer matters to me. Set it up. I need to have a serious conversation with him.”

As Brent ended the call, an urgent update came from the hospital. “Mr. Hayes, good news, Jerome has woken up.”

At that moment, Brent’s concerns vanished. He floored the accelerator and sped toward the hospital.

Before Brent even reached Jerome’s ward, the all-too-familiar, grating sound of weeping reached his ears.

Sophia was saying emotionally, “Dad, I was terrified while you were out. I promise never to be disobedient and wander off again. I’ve brought Boris back with me. He’ll look after you.”

Brent, his expression unyielding, swung the ward door open. He saw Sophia clutching Jerome’s hand, her tears flowing freely. Yet, to Brent, Sophia’s sorrow seemed tinged with insincerity.

Jerome appeared frail, a stark contrast to his previous vitality. He feebly extended his hand toward Sophia, his eyes lighting up slightly. “Sophia.”

Tears welled up in Jerome’s eyes. After all, Sophia was his only daughter, despite their past misunderstandings.

With age, the importance of family bonds and the joy of kinship often became more apparent.

Sophia, agitated, affectionately called Jerome “daddy.”

For a moment, Brent questioned whether his recollection of Sophia, who had bitterly denounced Jerome over her husband, was merely an illusion.

dabbed at her tears before casually turning to notice Brent by the door, quickly offering him a warm smile. “Why are you lingering at the door? Come in and see your

with a somber face, listening as Sophia resumed her performance. “Dad, please don’t be upset. Brent hasn’t been able to visit the hospital much recently because he’s been swamped. But look, he’s

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frosty tone, “Sophia, you make it sound like you’re the only one handling all the medical arrangements and consultations around the

sobbing came to an

washed over

displeased, cut in. His words

assist Jerome, but

regain his composure, Jerome’s features hardened.

lingering look at the two before exiting

facade crumbled. Tears welled up in his eyes for the first time, and his hand shook as he clutched Jerome’s. “Grandpa, how are you holding up? Don’t worry, if things don’t work out

a rare change from his usual seriousness. “It’s my fault I wasn’t there for you when the family was in chaos. Now that things have settled, it only

his

has made many mistakes, but she remains my only daughter. If I’m ever not around, I ask that you don’t pass anything from the Hayes Group to her and her son. I’ve set aside some private savings for them.

with that man? If she had cared

not deceived. Though my eyesight may be weakening, my judgment remains sharp. But what can I do? She is still my daughter. I indulged her too much when she was young and didn’t guide her between right and wrong. It’s my

was evident, tears rolling down his

situation, he chose to keep Boris’ wrongdoings from Jerome. He didn’t want to add to Jerome’s

thought of causing

said, “Don’t worry. As long as Boris and Kallie stay

visibly relieved by his

stood tense and uneasy, stealing glances