Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 177:

Sarah glanced down, noticing her body covered in swollen mosquito bites. Despite Sarah having specifically instructed the servants not to disturb her last night, the night had passed, and it was now morning. The garden was bustling with activity as the servants went about their morning duties, casting curious and somewhat pitying glances at Sarah.

The evening prior, Sarah had demanded much from the staff, insisting that some who had already completed their shifts stay late to help arrange the perfect setting for what she had hoped would be a romantic rendezvous. Sarah’s insistence had not gone unnoticed, and now, as she sat there in the light of day, it was clear to everyone that she had waited alone all night.

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Feeling the weight of their stares—a mix of judgment and curiosity—Sarah’s frustration and embarrassment boiled over, causing her to tremble with anger. Sarah’s voice rose sharply as she shouted at the servants, “Stop gawking! Isn’t there work to be done?” Her command scattered them swiftly, but the sting of their mocking looks lingered, deepening her humiliation.

Seething, Sarah made her way back to the mansion, intent on confronting Jake for answers. Yet, as she approached his quarters, hesitation slowed her steps. Perhaps Jake had a legitimate reason for missing the night. Discovering that Edgar was not yet on duty and unavailable to provide insights added to her frustration.

With no outlet for her escalating anger, Sarah’s emotions exploded into physical action as she violently shattered several bottles. Caught in a whirlwind of fury, an idea suddenly occurred to her. Kallie was a convenient scapegoat for her ire.

With renewed purpose, Sarah rounded up a few servants and strode toward Kallie’s room.

As Kallie awoke to the morning sunlight filtering through the window, she paused, momentarily disoriented as if parts of her memory were missing. Just as she was beginning to gather her thoughts, Jake stirred beside her, jolting her back to reality. The memories of the previous night flooded back, and with them, a wave of horror washed over Kallie. She couldn’t believe she had allowed herself to fall asleep so defenselessly next to Jake.

Kallie tried to rise but found Jake’s hand still resting on her, holding her in place. While Kallie pondered how to gently awaken him without causing a scene, a commotion at the door caught her attention. The rapid footsteps approached, growing louder. Then, forceful banging on the door echoed through the room.

“Kallie, open the door now!” It was Sarah’s voice, insistent and sharp, resonating with urgency and anger.

Jake stirred at the noise, his eyes flickering open for a

sudden realization washed over her, steadying her nerves. Why was she panicking? She and Jake were still legally married, even if their relationship was in name only. Why did she feel as though she was about to be caught in an

phone and held the device close to Jake’s ear after activating the text-to-speech function. The phone’s mechanical, female voice cut sharply through the quiet of the room, grating on his senses. “Sarah’s at the door. I want to avoid any drama. I’m going to let her in shortly, and you’ll need to clear things up with her. If you don’t manage, I’ll take care of it myself. Remember, the

a half-smile and lazily commented, “She’s here? So? What’s

“Are you joking? Whatever problems you have with her have nothing to do

out his phone and sent a quick message. Frustrated,

dramatically. “Forget this. Let’s go. I have better things to do

dressed, his expression as cold and detached as ever. Jake gave Kallie a brief, indifferent glance before coolly

had departed and the atmosphere in the room seemed to breathe again without his imposing presence, Kallie took a moment to piece together the events. Kallie speculated that Jake and Sarah must have quarreled,

to stay here for quite some time. Her top priorities were the health of her unborn child and her own well-being. She couldn’t afford to let the

into focus, Kallie suddenly recalled that today was the day of Sarah’s birthday party, and she had planned to meet Irene. Remembering this commitment,

her anxiety palpable. As soon as Irene caught sight of Kallie from a distance, she hurried over, her eyes scanning Kallie meticulously from

answer my texts. I was just about to call the police and get in touch with Mr. Hayes,”

a minor complication earlier in the day, which had

way to the hotel where Sarah’s birthday

they approached the entrance, a female

to find Linsey rushing toward her, a friend she hadn’t seen in quite some time. Linsey reached Kallie in seconds, excitement bubbling over as she grasped Kallie’s

bit, and I’ve been meaning to see you as soon as I

had been somewhat aware of Linsey’s travels abroad. Despite the gap since their last meeting, Kallie and Linsey had stayed in close contact through messages. Yet, Kallie had chosen not to share the recent troubling