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?”

him to proceed. “Go ahead

timely interruption, Sarah huffed and stormed

glance with Edgar, who then

lips. “My apologies for earlier. I had no idea you were inside Mr. Reeves’ study. You know, he’s usually so particular about keeping his personal space

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

might not have caught Mr. Reeves’ invitation. He mentioned he’d like to meet

once, her eyes lighting up

like that up. I’m off duty now. Perhaps you should

her grin wide as

leveraging her family’s prominence, had often sought Jake’s attention during their school days. The garden had been a favored rendezvous for couples back then,

now, seemingly out of nowhere, Jake had extended an invitation. The thrill sent Sarah’s heart racing, a blush of

to dress up, instructing the servants to fetch the finest bottle of wine. Determined to create the perfect setting, she hurried to the garden to craft a romantic and intimate atmosphere. Then, Sarah directed the staff to keep their distance,

a striking red spaghetti strap dress that accentuated her features and enhanced her allure, Sarah was confident

Sarah, Jake had no plans to meet her in

A notification from Edgar appeared on Jake’s phone, a message confirming that Sarah had been successfully misled to the garden. Letting Sarah wait there was intended as a punishment for her

not being forthcoming, Jake had a hunch that she would attempt 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 someone

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

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

With his eyes heavy, he wished the alcohol would lull him to

house, Edgar had discreetly orchestrated for someone to leave the door

for bed. She took a moment to send a text to

At that moment, clad only in a bath towel,