Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 242:

Sarah managed to speak as softly as she could. “Hello, Tyrone. I heard we’ve met before. Do you recall where?”

At that moment, Tyrone turned to face Sarah, his gaze icy. The smile on Sarah’s face abruptly froze, and a hint of panic flickered in her eyes. Wasn’t this the supposed deaf old man, the very one she had deliberately chosen to mock Kallie due to his disability? Who could have known this very man was Tyrone from the prominent Nixon family?

Now, everything made sense to Sarah, especially why Tyrone told Ewing that he was impressed with her. How could he not be, given what she had done to him?

A shiver of fear ran through Sarah. Ewing was oblivious to Sarah’s odd demeanor as his focus was solely on his grandfather. Ewing studied Tyrone’s expression carefully, only to find that Tyrone was merely giving Sarah a cold, distant look as if she were a complete stranger.

At Tyrone’s icy gaze at Sarah, Ewing assumed Tyrone had another relapse. It seemed sobriety had gradually become a rarity for Tyrone. It was hard to predict what would happen next if things kept going on like this. The unpredictability of Tyrone’s condition weighed heavily on Ewing, evoking a sadness that brought moisture to his eyes.

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explained, “My grandpa doesn’t seem to recall much right now. He gets confused now and then. But don’t fret. Perhaps if you

of relief wash over her, easing her anxiety. Simultaneously, a daring thought flashed through her mind. Recalling Jake’s indifference and Bria’s public humiliation, Sarah

regained her composure. She bowed her head and feigned wiping away tears. “I understand what you’re going through, Ewing. Don’t worry. Even if it’s just a misunderstanding, I’m willing to offer any help. It will be wonderful if Tyrone can recollect his memories

spoke with gentle compassion. “We have met before, Tyrone. You once mentioned that I

with a blank expression. “Granddaughter… Where is my

grasp Tyrone’s hand, he unexpectedly dodged and

to see everything. It’s been so

and guided him toward the hall. Sarah, undeterred by the awkward moment, followed them without hesitation. She considered the rarity of

certainly affluent, their wealth paled in comparison to the Nixon family’s. For Sarah,