Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 308:

Bria turned slowly to face Klein, her eyes not warming with relief, but icing over with a steely resolve. She was far from naive and knew it was Klein who had endangered her life.

She had only wished for Kallie’s demise, not a brush with death herself. The realization that her own brother had orchestrated such a ruthless plot filled her with a deep sense of betrayal.

Klein, seemingly oblivious to her inner turmoil, continued to smooth her hair soothingly. “Don’t cry, Bria. It was all for the greater good,” he murmured.

Bria closed her eyes to avoid Klein’s gaze. Noticing her reaction, Klein’s face fell, showing his disappointment.

He advanced toward her, his voice taking on a menacing tone, “I helped you solve a huge problem. My approach was a bit extreme, but it was for your benefit. If our grandpa ever asks about it, you know what to say, right?”

With that, Klein turned and strode toward the door. Bria slowly opened her eyes and watched him leave, her silence thick with anger and resentment.

Yet, she felt powerless. No one would believe her side of the story. After all, Klein was far more popular within the Nixon family than she was.

Elsewhere, Kallie frowned at Ewing’s words. She expressed her doubts through sign language, indicating that she still questioned whether she was truly his long-lost cousin. Once again, she politely thanked Ewing for his kindness toward her over the past few days, though she remained resolved to leave at the right moment.

Ewing replied earnestly, “Kallie, I get that you’re reluctant to accept us due to what happened to your mother and that you stay solely because of my promise for your safety. Still, I hope you’ll find the courage to face the truth.

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little to do with. Regardless of the past, you should at least honor your role as a granddaughter, don’t you

left

might put your doubts to rest. Back then, your

want you to blame anyone in the family. Our grandpa was once known for his sharpness but transformed completely after your mother left. He battled insomnia,

he continues to torment himself like this. If your mother was alive, I’m sure

her parents were still alive. She remembered her mother, often alone

understand why her mother cried. She would hurriedly run over to wipe away

absent for some unknown reason. Her mother would hold Kallie and ask softly, “Kallie, do

touched by her response,

gaze on the picture in her hand, her mother murmured, “I miss my father too, but I can’t go back.” The young Kallie failed to grasp her mother’s sadness. But now, she finally understood.

I recall how kind your mother was to me when I was a child. Even after she left, she would

it showed that it had been caressed for a

of photos and letters greeted Kallie upon Ewing opening it. One particular photo of Siena holding a little

two of them were beaming. Kallie immediately recognized the two individuals in the photo were her mother and her. No wonder Tyrone and Ewing felt a

nostalgia as he caressed

our grandpa, has missed you so much. Every time I look at this photo, I miss the lovely little girl

letter to Kallie, “Your mom sent this to me long ago. She wrote it for you, but I never opened it. I think she wanted to leave you a message. I never imagined I’d be able to give it to

handwriting on the cover confirmed it was from her mother. But why had her

with a flutter of doubt and trembling hands. As she read the letter, tears welled