Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 232:

Bria announced, “But since you seem to prefer kneeling, go ahead and kneel.”

The color drained from Kallie’s face. The spot where she knelt featured neither a soft carpet nor any gentleness, just a cold, hard floor. Supporting her belly had become a necessity. Pregnancy had brought not only joy but also constant back pain, and now her lower body started to ache with a dull, persistent soreness.

Kallie attempted to withstand the discomfort, but a cold sweat began to bead along her spine. Looking up at Bria with eyes brimming with tears, Kallie silently pleaded for some compassion. However, Bria merely yawned, unaffected. “The medicine’s making me sleepy. I need to rest for a bit. Keep an eye on her for me, will you? Since she refused to take my medicine, she must be feeling strong. A few hours of kneeling shouldn’t hurt her.”

In utter despair, Kallie shut her eyes, harboring a faint hope that her unborn child could stay strong. However, just an hour later, Kallie could no longer endure the pain. She was soaked in cold sweat, appearing as though she had just emerged from a lake.

At her breaking point, Kallie looked desperately at the people beside her. Unfortunately, Kallie’s phone, her only means of communication, had been confiscated. Some servants, noticing Kallie’s dire condition, began to comment with thinly veiled glee.

Speak up, then. What’s the use of

still silent, so she must be coping,” another

at her. She seems to revel in her

place to stop her.” With those words, they erupted into

over, bracing herself with her hands on the cold floor. In the past, such cruelty from her peers would have only brought tears of injustice. She could hardly believe that these were

one by one. She saw her pitiful reflection in the polished surface below, resentment and a fierce resolve burning in her eyes. Kallie had never before seen herself in such a state. The pent-up anger inside her had finally reached its

the best

people around her continued to mock and insult her cruelly. Even mute, she harbored thoughts

the relentless cruelty of those unwilling to let her off the hook. They had mocked her for their amusement, but their enjoyment

Bria seemed gentle and harmless on the surface, she was profoundly twisted. Suddenly, Kallie felt a significant weight crash onto her