Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 425:

The drunkard’s insults escalated, his language growing more vile as time passed. Had Edgar not intervened in time, the drunkard might have forcibly taken Kallie to his private room.

Jake’s expression hardened, sharp enough to cut through steel as he watched the drunkard, his fury barely contained.

Amidst the commotion, the man from earlier seized the moment to escape.

“Are you hurt anywhere?” Jake’s voice was fraught with concern as he held Kallie’s hand, scanning her for injuries. Finding no visible harm brought him slight relief.

Oblivious to the situation’s gravity, the drunkard questioned irritably, “Who are you? Do you know her? Good, because she ruined my outfit. She has to pay for it. My trousers are bespoke and cost at least thirty thousand. Pay up now, or I will have her join me for a drink.”

Kallie, previously stoic, stepped subtly closer to Jake. Having spent time together recently, Jake had grown attuned to the nuances of Kallie’s expressions, even those minimally displayed.

He remained silent but shot Edgar a

the security to handle

drunkard’s bravado faltered, his curses a thin veil over his growing panic. His protests were loud enough for passersby and occupants of neighboring rooms to hear. Yet, no one intervened. Most recognized the significance of the mask

cold water, the

voice shook as he spoke. “This is my first visit here, and I’m unfamiliar with the

slapped his own face. His gaze shifted to Kallie, who still wore

was frosty as he addressed the trembling drunkard, “Don’t you know whom you should apologize

obsequious grin toward Kallie. “Miss, I was foolish not

the drunkard’s demeanor toward Jake and

disdain, interjected sharply, “If you’re

is your gateway to

here. I truly didn’t know this gentleman. I’m unfamiliar