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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in the grudges of the previous generation, which Tyrone had little to

was left momentarily

when I’m certain. If you’re still skeptical, I can reveal something that might put your doubts to rest.

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

down if he continues to torment himself like this. If your mother was alive,

to her childhood. Back then, her parents were still alive. She remembered her mother, often

her mother cried. She would

father had been absent for some unknown reason. Her

her mother with concern. Her mother, touched by her response, would be overcome with emotion and

picture in her hand, her mother murmured, “I miss my father too, but I can’t go back.”

suddenly, breaking her reverie. “Kallie, as your cousin, all I’m asking is for you to stay with us. I recall how kind your mother was to me when I was a child. Even after she left, she would occasionally send me thoughtful gifts. She was more like a mother

bookshelf. The box appeared slightly old, the worn-out pattern around it showed that it had been caressed for a long time. It was clear that

it. One particular photo of Siena holding a little girl

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

filled with nostalgia as he

since you left, the whole family, especially our grandpa, has missed you so much. Every time I look at this photo, I miss the lovely little

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

cover confirmed it was from her mother. But why had

carefully opened the envelope with a flutter of doubt and trembling hands. As