Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 356:

Kallie was taken aback, her hands trembling as she shook Mr. Jack urgently. “Mr. Jack? Mr. Jack?” she called out, her voice tinged with panic.

The wail of the ambulance sirens grew louder, nearing their location. Despite the approaching medical team, Kallie’s anxiety did not wane. Her fear escalated when she noticed the gruesome wound in his chest—a vivid and bloody display of torn flesh. She deduced that this was the source of the blood that covered him.

Tears welled in her eyes, her vision blurred by the distress of seeing him so grievously injured. Why did he have to sacrifice himself for her?

The violent shaking had dislodged Mr. Jack’s mask, skewing it to reveal his sharply defined, pale chin. If the mask moved a bit more, Kallie could see his entire face. A part of her longed to remove his mask completely to confirm her growing suspicions.

Yet, as the thought crossed her mind, her fingertips quivered uncontrollably, as if shocked by electricity. She lacked the courage to unveil his face.

Just then, the paramedics arrived, rushing to load both Kallie and Mr. Jack onto stretchers.

wheeled Kallie away, her strength gave out, and she fainted, overwhelmed by the chaos

as she noticed Kallie stirring, she abruptly stopped her tears and spoke with

reassuring wave of her hand and felt considerably better than before. She joked lightly, “Even if I hadn’t woken up, your crying surely would’ve

I just can’t calm down. I’m

saying, “Hey, it’s okay. I guess I’m

tragedy. Her parents had passed away due to an accident at a construction site, leaving behind a significant sum of compensation, which her uncle’s family

in her college entrance exams and had been accepted into a reputable university, but

all her savings to move abroad, where she balanced work

Recognizing

Kallie was more than a superior. Kallie was a sister in spirit, though Liza was often prone

down and didn’t keep an eye on the car. That gave him the perfect chance to tamper with the brakes. Please scold me as you should have; I am to blame! If it weren’t for that kind-hearted stranger, you might not have survived. Don’t worry, I’ve already called the cops. Stan