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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grudges of the previous generation, which Tyrone had little to do with. Regardless of the past, you should at least honor

was left momentarily

certain. If you’re still skeptical, I can reveal something that might put your doubts to rest. Back then, your mother left with you without telling you what

his sharpness but transformed completely after

will break down if he continues to torment himself like this. If

were still alive. She remembered her mother, often alone in a

didn’t understand why her mother cried. She would hurriedly run

reason. Her mother

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

but I can’t go back.” The young Kallie failed to grasp her

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 figure to

the worn-out pattern around it showed that

letters greeted Kallie upon Ewing opening it.

beaming. Kallie immediately recognized the two individuals in the

nostalgia

family, especially our grandpa, has missed you so much. Every time I look at this photo,

“Your mom sent this to me long ago. She wrote it for you, but I never opened it. I think she

taken aback. The familiar handwriting on the cover confirmed it was from her mother. But

of doubt and trembling hands. As she read the letter, tears welled up in