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.

saw several elderly people in white gowns stumbling downstairs. They resembled test and

postures a disturbing blend of unnatural angles and lurches. They were driven by sheer

up and locked eyes with Kallie

his clear, innocent eyes. It resembled the gaze of a frightened child. Instead of calling for help, he began to sob desperately. His companion pulled him along,

of sharp

off-key melody floated through the stillness of the night, its discordant strains weaving

slowly unraveling the identity of its source. It was Griffin! He was

to remain upright. She had

Nixon, did I startle you? I apologize. Considering that this building is the nearest to the

escape begins with

had always maintained her composure, was momentarily speechless. She mumbled a few times before finally finding her voice.