Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 221:

Kallie jumped to her feet, alarmed. Her gaze shifted fearfully toward the consulting room as her hands began to perspire.

Luckily, the doctor shook his head dismissively. “She’s had an abortion previously. Another termination could trivialize the issue of conceiving again. More importantly, it could have serious health repercussions, weakening her body significantly. I would advise against an abortion if you want her to remain healthy.”

The assistant’s face fell with disappointment. “Then, I hope you can prescribe something to bolster her health and strengthen her constitution.”

Suddenly, a chill voice cut through the air near Kallie, directed at Bria’s assistant. “Aren’t you Bria’s assistant? Did she send you here to fetch some medication because she’s feeling ill?”

The assistant turned around to find Ewing Nixon in the doorway, a look of surprise etched on her face.

Unsure of when he had arrived or what he had overheard, the assistant quickly masked her shock with a flawless smile. “Miss Nixon is quite well. It’s one of her servants who’s unwell and came here for a consultation. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Nixon.”

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“Is that so?” Ewing cast a glance downward at Kallie.

Kallie dropped her gaze to the floor, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Ewing.

Initially, Kallie had thought about asking Ewing for help, but he bore the Nixon surname and seemed to be on good terms with Bria. Being relatives, Kallie assumed Ewing and Bria would naturally look out for each other. Any rash action on her part could jeopardize her chance to break free.

Ewing adjusted his glasses, his handsome features marred by a flicker of suspicion. “Am I intimidating? Why won’t you look at me?” he asked Kallie.

Kallie bowed her head even lower.

positioning herself between Kallie and Ewing, and offered a smile. “I apologize, Mr. Nixon. This servant is new and still unfamiliar with our ways. She cannot speak and is extremely

the day Bria

The assistant

behind Bria’s assistant, naturally missed Ewing’s

Kallie and then turned to leave. However, just as he was about to step into

looked up, and their eyes

innocence, but rather those reflecting

kindled, this sense of familiarity was hard to shake. He couldn’t recall anything beyond those eyes,

sadness and a hint of gentleness. Still, the memory of their owner eluded him. He only remembered glimpses from his early

the floor, pulling Ewing out of his reverie. He dispelled the haunting memories and stepped

complete with a living room, bedroom, and kitchen, an elderly man sat

staff moved about with deliberate care, their faces etched with concern. They tiptoed and whispered, their demeanor cautious not to disturb the

approached the door. Bria entered, her arms

her praise ringing clear. “Grandpa, your

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out the window,

squatted in front of Tyrone, her voice soothing. “Grandpa, why don’t you rest on the

cold and sharp. “Who are you? What right do you

she shook her head in disbelief. “Grandpa, how can you still not remember?

granddaughter? Then where is my other granddaughter?” he muttered, his eyes clouding with

fathom why Tyrone remained

we put the piano here. It’s the only hobby our grandpa has left. He’s aging, and