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.”

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with anger yet unable to voice it, took a seat next to Jake. Her eyes were icy as she confronted him. “What happened last night, Jake? Why did you

and fork

floor, breaking with a

surprise. She was the one who was supposed to be furious, yet now, she felt

addressed her. “Cara, don’t go too far. Are you trying to push me to the edge? I’m still here, aren’t I? Why must you make everything

hoped he wouldn’t divulge anything. She wouldn’t mind him telling others if her plots succeeded,

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

I promise it won’t happen again. If you stay, I assure you we’ll make it work, and I’ll be kind

with a frosty

cheerfully served him dinner. She paid no

dish she offered him directly

and she

I really

frown deepened as he turned to Cara. “Making a child’s life difficult won’t get

protested, feeling misunderstood. “I’m not trying to make things hard for her. You don’t

meal vanished. He dropped his utensils and announced, “I’ve lost my appetite.