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.

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

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

them glanced up and locked eyes with Kallie through

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

With a series of sharp sounds,

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

unraveling the identity of its source. It was Griffin! He was strolling, holding a firearm in his hand.

weak, nearly giving way as she struggled to remain upright. She had never seen a dead

a slight smile. “Miss Nixon, did I startle you? I apologize. Considering that this building is the nearest to the sea, it’s the preferred route for

escape begins

maintained her composure, was momentarily speechless. She mumbled a few times before finally