Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 231:

“Hold on a sec,” Bria said, a sugary-sweet smile plastered on her face. It was the same smile she’d used when they first met. Bria looked like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, the appearance of a charming girl who did no harm. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and those bangs framed her face like an innocent cherub. With such a face, she could fool anyone. Easy on the eyes, that was what Bria was.

But Kallie knew better. Every time that smile appeared, trouble followed like a bad smell. This time was no different. Terror coiled in Kallie’s stomach, icy and tight.

“You know, after getting a good look at you today, I have to say, you’re actually quite pretty,” Bria cooed, her hand reaching out to stroke Kallie’s cheek.

Kallie couldn’t help but shudder as Bria’s cool fingertips brushed against her cheek. It felt like a poisonous snake slithering across her skin, sending chills down her spine.

Kallie hadn’t bothered with makeup lately. Sure, her features weren’t movie-star perfect, but her facial structure was striking, especially her big, watery eyes. Kallie’s eyes could hold a softness that tugged at anyone’s heartstrings, but beneath the surface, coldness took hold, especially around figures like Bria.

her face. There it was again, that flicker of Ewing in Kallie’s eyes. It was freaking

woman, doesn’t it? Look at you, your eyes have lost their spark. But hey, lucky you! My special tonics just arrived today, and seeing as I’m feeling generous, I’ll share some with you. Come on, take

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tonics are made with the rarest herbs, practically

for offering, Miss Nixon, but I’ve already taken my meds today. Combining medications can be dangerous. It wouldn’t be good if your kindness backfired,

to herself, I thought you didn’t understand how to butter someone up. Guess I

jar of medicine clutched in her hand. The moment the medicine was brought in, the room was hit with a powerful stench of

sickness. Now, with that smell suffocating the room, her insides churned like a washing machine on

knew what was in that jar? If