Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 175:

Jake kept his gaze lowered, masking the flicker of sarcasm and annoyance in his eyes from Sarah.

“Why invite Kallie to your birthday if you can’t stand her? What’s the plan? Going to use the party as an excuse to play some sort of game with her?” Jake’s words were pointed as he locked eyes with Sarah.

Caught in his intense, frosty gaze, Sarah felt a wave of dread wash over her. After a few seconds, she regained her composure. Pouting, Sarah said, “Don’t give me that look! Do you really think so badly of me?”

Jake let out a chuckle, the iciness in his gaze melting away as if it had never been there. It almost seemed like Sarah had imagined the whole thing.

Jake said in a flat tone, “You’re reading too much into it. But hey, if you’re planning on giving Kallie a hard time, maybe I could help tie up any loose ends. With Kallie backed by the Hayes family now, I wouldn’t want you to land in hot water.”

Sarah’s eyelashes fluttered, visibly moved by his show of concern. “Jake, I can’t believe you’re actually looking out for me like this.”

“So, you’re still not ready to tell me the whole story?” Jake raised an eyebrow, his tone lightly probing.

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Sarah bit her lip, her emotions tangled as she wrestled with her thoughts. Finally, with a soft sigh, she said, “Honestly, there is nothing planned. I’ll be too caught up in my birthday party tomorrow to fuss over anything else. I just think, since you and she were once an item, it’d be better to part on good terms. Once she’s moved past everything, she won’t have any reason to disrupt your life anymore. That’s really it.”

Jake simply nodded. “I’ll have Edgar take care of it. She’ll be at your birthday party tomorrow, right on schedule. Don’t worry.”

Sarah’s face lit up with delight. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Jake in an attempt to kiss him on the cheek.

Jake was just about to push her away when Edgar conveniently entered the room, oblivious to Sarah’s affectionate gesture. Edgar interjected politely, “Mr. Reeves, it’s time for your video conference. Shall I set it up for you?”

for him to proceed. “Go ahead and arrange

Edgar’s timely interruption,

glance with Edgar, who then followed Sarah

idea you were inside Mr. Reeves’ study. You know, he’s usually so particular about keeping his personal space and professional duties separate. It’s quite a privilege. No one has ever

away, slowed her steps, her stern expression softening slightly. “Is that

Mr. Reeves’ invitation. He mentioned he’d like to meet you tonight in the small garden. It was quite

her eyes lighting up with renewed interest.

dare make something like that up. I’m off duty now. Perhaps you should consider

wide as she

been on a date. Sarah, leveraging her family’s prominence, had often sought Jake’s attention during their school days. The garden had

The thrill sent

setting, she hurried to the garden to craft a romantic and intimate atmosphere. Then, Sarah directed

be undisturbed. Opting for a striking red spaghetti strap dress that accentuated her features and enhanced her allure, Sarah was confident in her charm. This time, she believed, Jake would surely find it hard to resist

plans to meet her in the

notification from Edgar appeared on Jake’s phone, a message confirming that Sarah had been successfully

something significant the next day. The specifics, however, remained unclear to him, adding to his frustration. The more Jake dwelt on the situation, the more his irritation grew. He couldn’t understand why he was still preoccupied with

a fit of annoyance, Jake turned to his liquor cabinet, pulling out several bottles. He chugged it down, the alcohol scorching his throat, providing a temporary relief from the pain, though it did

there, the realization hit him. Edgar had been right all along. He was essentially trying to dull his senses with alcohol, seeking a brief respite in what he knew was essentially poison. Tapped by the weight of many, who were just

lull him to sleep, but his mind was haunted by the image of

had discreetly orchestrated for someone to leave the door unlocked

her evening routine, taking a bath before preparing for bed. She took a moment to send a text to

door creaking open caught her attention. At that moment, clad only in a bath towel, Kallie felt a chill run down her spine when