Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 439:

Stan’s laughter finally subsided. His eyes were now bloodshot and wild. He clenched Kallie’s wrist and gritted his teeth.

“Kallie, you’re so slick that I almost bought it. But I’m no fool. Guess what I found?” With a sinister grin, Stan pulled out his phone and flashed a photo to Kallie.

The woman in the photo was striking, her smile radiant, with an air of fragile elegance. Her features were a perfect mix of cultural heritages, and her beauty was undeniable. She wore a faint frown, her expression delicate and fragile. She was a stunning beauty, the kind that took your breath away effortlessly.

As Kallie gazed at the woman, a sense of familiarity stirred within her. Stan’s voice was smug as he continued, “You can probably guess, but this woman is Anna Watts, an internationally renowned war correspondent. She is also called the ‘Pigeon of Peace.’ She’s the sister of Mr. Jack, the owner of the black market in Yoeloth. Mr. Jack is a decade older than his sister, which puts him close to forty now. But your so-called fiancé doesn’t look anywhere near that, does he?”

Kallie’s mind raced as she struggled to keep her composure. “You can’t judge age by appearance alone.”

Stan sneered, his tone dripping with condescension. “Your point is valid, but I had considered a better plan. I invited her here today. You claimed you saved Mr. Jack’s life and got engaged while abroad. Then, let’s see if Anna recognizes your fiancé.”

her unease, Stan grinned, pleased with himself. “I’ve been suspicious of his identity for a

that of a devil’s. Stan hadn’t changed a bit. He was as terrifying as ever. Though he lacked raw power,

strike. Even if Stan failed, he would stay lurking in the shadows. Once he had a target in his sights, he never let go. Being hunted by someone like him was

from Stan’s presence. “It’s your call. Just get Anna

her power and

later, footsteps echoed through the hall. The crowd erupted

it’s Anna! What’s she

things? Is that

mistaken, Anna’s even more beautiful

efforts in helping those affected by war. On top of that, she had a vast and devoted fanbase. She wasn’t just a celebrity; she was also an icon, far beyond the reach of anyone

hair cascaded down her back. She was dressed simply in