Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 252:

Jake felt a weight in his chest as he held the pen, frozen. The accusation struck deep, reinforcing the painful view that, to many, including possibly Kallie, he was a distant, neglectful husband.

With another woman by his side, his position was compromised, both morally and emotionally. He felt he had neither the right to be with Kallie nor the dignity to face her, given his current circumstances.

Having lifted his eyes to meet Kallie’s for the first time since their paths crossed again, Jake’s gaze was laden with a mix of regret, longing, and confusion. It was a significant, charged exchange, but he quickly masked his emotions, adopting an impassive demeanor.

Kallie, catching a fleeting glimpse of his emotional turmoil, doubted herself, wondering if she had merely imagined the depth of what she saw. She turned away, biting her lower lip in frustration and pain.

Now, Kallie was acutely aware of the misunderstandings that had been seeded between them by others’ manipulations. There had been a time when she wanted to clear the air, to explain her side of the story. However, the realization dawned on Kallie that as the victim, the burden of explanation should not fall on her shoulders.

His thoughts, once so crucial to her, now

the agreement and handed it over to Ewing. As Jake did, he murmured a request,

.cóm is the source

will be dealt with appropriately. I located your wife a few days ago, but dealing with Bria requires caution since she’s both bold and wary of any signs of trouble. In truth, it was Kallie’s own cleverness

his eyes briefly tearing up before he controlled himself. The word “cleverness” echoed in his mind. It was his carelessness that

again, his voice low, heavy with

felt a twinge of sympathy for Jake, recognizing the tangle of personal dilemmas Jake faced. However, as Ewing considered the broader picture involving Jake, Sarah, and Bria,

Indecision hurts

was a mix of frustration and resignation as he clenched his fists, struggling to find the right words. Finally, Jake let out a weary sigh, a sound that

within the next five days, I’ll part