Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 161:

Upon finding that alcohol could alleviate his pain, Jake often drowned himself in it. However, when he sobered up, the pain resurfaced with even greater intensity.

Edgar observed Jake’s gradual recovery and let out a mixed sigh of relief and frustration. “Mr. Reeves, I realize you’re upset, but drinking isn’t the solution. Look at the toll it’s taking on your health.”

Jake, with a flicker of impatience in his voice, shut his eyes. “What? You think I’m on my deathbed?”

Edgar didn’t reply to this, though he felt compelled to persist. “The doctors make a good point. You might want to consider…”

“Edgar!” Jake cut him off sharply. “If you bring this up again, I’ll let you go on the spot, got it?”

Edgar exhaled quietly to himself. After a moment’s thought, his mind turned to Kallie. Perhaps she was the only one Jake might listen to.

Noticing Edgar’s thoughtful look, Jake opened his eyes, his gaze stern. “If you even think about telling Kallie, it won’t just end with firing you. This needs to stay under wraps. No one else can find out. She’s close to Brent; that complicates things.”

Edgar grasped the depth of Jake’s concerns. It wasn’t just about secrecy. Jake didn’t want Kallie to worry.

Respecting Jake’s decision, Edgar complied and said nothing more.

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Night had fallen, prompting Edgar to arrange for the doctors’ overnight stay in the villa, planning their departure for the next morning.

Boris, however, spent the entire night kneeling outside, and by dawn, he had succumbed to exhaustion, now sprawled and unkempt on the ground.

Kallie, disturbed by restless thoughts, had barely slept and rose early. Curiosity drove her to discover why the doctors were present.

Stepping outside, Kallie was taken aback by the sight of someone lying on the ground outside the villa.

nearby room, holding her breath as the sounds moved past her hiding spot and gradually faded. With a quiet sigh of relief, she

the bone, Boris stirred from his cold slumber. He stood up,

unpredictable nature and disregard for others, he had hoped

driven Boris away the previous night, leading Boris to believe he would eventually be invited inside. Yet, the dawn found Boris still

lacked wealth, he enjoyed the status of

the affluent Hayes household, he experienced a life of indulgence.

found the degradation unbearable, yet lacked the courage to depart, fearing what Brent would do to him once he returned, given what he had

his gaze anxiously, Boris met

quite a bone to pick with me. Your curses were audible from a distance. Perhaps you’d care to share what grievances you

tone and hastily shook his head. “No, no, it’s not you. I was berating myself for my incompetence, allowing Brent to corner

Jake appeared effortlessly chic in his casual yet

for the authority and stature that Jake embodied, aspiring to usurp

wield power as well?” Boris grumbled to himself, his gaze

Boris’s eyes, Jake signaled with a hand, and an assistant

each sheltered by an umbrella, yet none extended such courtesy to Boris. It was obvious

masked it with a sycophantic smile. “Mr. Reeves, could you

me guess, you want to take down Brent, don’t you?” Jake

Brent has crossed the line. I wouldn’t have come to you otherwise.

bodyguard who delivered the blow growled, “Answer

Boris nodded, gobbled apologies.

what can you tell me

and he seems quite fond of Kallie too, though I’m

“From what you’ve observed, how close are Brent

who sent you those photos and videos. They aren’t

Boris as