Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 670:

The next day, the gardener discovered Cara, her voice nearly gone from shouting.

Once freed, Cara’s face twisted with scorn and anger. She spun around and delivered a harsh slap to the gardener. “Are you guys morons? I’ve been trapped here for a long time, and none of you noticed? You’re all imbeciles!”

The gardener, though stunned and angry, held his tongue. Just yesterday, Cara had declared that no one was allowed to come close. Who would dare go against her commands?

After her outburst, Cara gradually regained her composure and hurried toward the villa. Jake certainly had a reason for what he did. Most likely, he was planning to leave with Elma.

Disregarding her appearance, Cara raced back, on the verge of another meltdown, only to discover Jake and Elma calmly having breakfast. They behaved as if the morning was just like any other.

Before Cara’s arrival, Jake and Elma had seemed so at ease together. Cara felt like a discordant note in their otherwise harmonious tune.

Her sudden appearance made Jake instinctively scowl upon hearing her footsteps.

Elma, noticing Cara, stood up and offered a cautious yet polite greeting. “Good morning, Mom.”

ɢ????vє??.co? for more reading

it, took a seat next to Jake. Her eyes were icy as she confronted him. “What happened last night, Jake? Why did you knock me

knife and fork

to the floor, breaking with a

his eyes took Cara by surprise. She was the one who was supposed to be furious, yet now, she felt a twinge

to push me to the edge? I’m still here, aren’t I? Why must you make everything so hard?” His tone sharpened. “Or perhaps you’d prefer I tell everyone what you

and hurt. She desperately hoped he wouldn’t divulge anything. She

her as nothing more than Jake’s hopeless pursuer. The thought of their scorn upon learning she had intended to force Jake to her side by drugging him, but had

Please, forgive me. I promise it won’t happen again. If you stay, I

responded with a frosty smile and said

his silence for reconciliation, cheerfully served him dinner. She paid no

dismay, Jake passed every dish

and she shot Elma icy

spoke. “Daddy, I really don’t

frown deepened as he turned to Cara. “Making a child’s

not trying to make things hard

his utensils and announced, “I’ve lost