Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 572:

Just when she thought it was a hallucination, she heard it again, even more urgent this time, louder, more desperate, accompanied by a hurried shuffle of footsteps. The scream seemed to be coming from downstairs.

Kallie had been living peacefully here for a month. Their vigilance toward her had noticeably decreased, allowing her more freedom of movement within the building.

Her room was located on the third floor, and if she lifted the curtain, she could see everything happening outside. Kallie’s actions were impulsive.

Before she could think, she was already standing barefoot at the window. To calm herself, she gently touched her belly. Then, slowly, she lifted the curtain.

The night air was crisp and clean, devoid of pollution. The moon shone brightly, illuminating the streets without the need for artificial light.

In the darkness, Kallie’s pupils dilated, and she began to tremble slightly.

elderly people in white gowns stumbling downstairs. They resembled test and experimental subjects, their

appeared to have lost control of their bodies, their postures a disturbing blend of unnatural angles and lurches. They were driven by sheer

of them glanced up and locked eyes with Kallie through

helplessness in his clear, innocent eyes. It resembled the gaze of a frightened child. Instead of calling for help, he began

series of sharp

the air. The off-key melody floated through the stillness of the night, its discordant strains weaving an unsettling

gaze followed the sound, slowly unraveling the identity of its source. It was Griffin! He was strolling, holding a firearm

as she struggled to remain

Kallie and looked up, offering a slight smile. “Miss Nixon, did I startle you? I apologize. Considering that this building is the

escape begins with

her composure, was momentarily speechless. She mumbled a few times before finally finding her voice. “Why did you have