Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 498:

Their conversation shifted naturally, flowing into lighter topics as they walked. The atmosphere between them was comfortable, even harmonious. Clayton, clearly in good spirits, mentioned that he’d recently had a fine horse brought in from abroad and suggested they try it out later.

Kallie, relieved that she had at least some riding experience, smiled inwardly. She wasn’t the best rider, but she wouldn’t embarrass herself. As they made their way toward the stables, their conversation was filled with lighthearted banter. Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of a soft, tearful cry.

Both stopped, exchanging puzzled looks before glancing around. Finally, their eyes landed on a young girl in a green dress, squatting by a chair not far from them, her shoulders shaking as she cried quietly. She looked heartbreakingly fragile, her tear-streaked face adding to her pitiful appearance.

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Her hair cascaded over her face, and her slender shoulders shook with each quiet sob. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, her red, swollen eyes full of despair. She bit her lips in a way that made her seem even more delicate.

the situation. The girl had likely come for the party but must have been humiliated for not knowing the unspoken rules of this elite

concern. She planned to ask one of the staff to assist the girl, perhaps finding her

Clayton, standing beside Kallie, felt a wave of sympathy wash over him. He glanced at Kallie. “It wouldn’t be right for me to approach her. Could you ask her why she is crying? See if she needs

was about to decline, her usual detachment surfacing. But before she could speak, the girl raised her head, and their eyes met. The innocence and vulnerability in the girl’s gaze were undeniable, pulling at something

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head. “No, I’ve never seen her before.” Understanding the situation, Kallie approached

the girl could speak, Kallie’s voice was low but firm. “There are clothes available for you to change into, though they may not fit perfectly. My advice is to either change and rejoin the event or find a quiet lounge and wait for it

with me. I’m not just here for a party. I’m looking for opportunities. Sitting in a lounge for

the girl’s words. There was something admirable about her resolve. After a moment, Kallie gently patted the girl’s shoulder. “You’re right. I’ll take