Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 185:

Irene was baffled. Why did Sarah have to go this far? She sensed she had missed something crucial.

Irene suddenly remembered something—she had a small self-defense knife in her pocket.

As the bodyguards continued to taunt her, a glint of lethal intent sparkled in her eyes.

Irene’s mind raced. If anything happened to Kallie, Brent would be shattered. Brent regarded Kallie almost as a sister and would never want to see her harmed.

Irene couldn’t bear the thought of Brent heartbroken, nor could she stand the idea of Kallie being in danger. She steeled herself, prepared to risk everything to protect Kallie.

Just as Irene moved to act, a strong hand clamped onto her shoulder and pulled her back forcefully.

Reaching for her knife, Irene nearly stumbled, and the knife slipped from her grip.

The figure acted swiftly, pinning her arm behind her back with such force that Irene grimaced in pain, and the knife clattered to the ground.

Turning, she saw Edgar behind her. Despair overwhelmed her, snuffing out her last flicker of rationale. “Aren’t you going to do anything? Are you just going to let them kill Kallie?”

Edgar dismissed her plea with a smile and turned to the three bodyguards at the door. “This one’s lost her mind. I’ve got this. Just focus on the door.”

Irene was livid, shouting, “Are you even human? How can you be this cold? What did Kallie do to deserve this? How has she wronged you?”

Irene was forcefully dragged into another room where Jake was waiting.

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Irene felt an

however, faced away from her,

could sense

your shared history. She’s like a sister to you. Even though you’re divorcing, she was once a foster child in your home.

dismissing her with a wave of

“Mr. Reeves doesn’t wish to antagonize the Hayes family. Let’s pretend you saw nothing, and I’ll escort you

her away, Irene noticed a back door. In a sudden move, she stomped

loosening, and Irene took her chance to run out of

attempt to chase after Irene,

bit odd,

his inner fury. Unseen, his anger and frustration surged, with veins throbbing at his temples and his eyes

with suppressed rage as he gritted his teeth. “Our next

your composure will only put your wife in greater danger. The neurotoxin that affected you didn’t reach

he suddenly struck the railing

slightly under the

he struck out, driven by a torrent of anger and regret. Unperturbed by the pain, he continued, relentless in his actions. What

Reeves,

with a vengeful fire. “Gather our men inside. If everything goes south, we’ll snatch her back just in time. Even if it blows our cover, I’ll ensure she’s safe abroad, even at the cost of her hatred toward me. I owe her that. At least that’s what my grandfather

were heavy

nod, and left to coordinate their next

Irene made her entrance

helpless as a fish laid out on a cutting board,

agony and resignation