Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 693:

When Clayton saw Kallie standing outside, shivering in the wind, he didn’t care about politeness anymore. He just had to get to her. Kallie straightened up, coughing a little. “Mr. Morgan,” she said coolly.

Clayton felt a pang at her aloofness.

“Come on, I’ll drive you home,” Clayton said, forcing a smile. Kallie brushed off his hand and shook her head firmly. “No, thank you,” she said.

Clayton’s voice grew firm. “Kallie, it’s chilly out here. You’ll catch a cold. And even if you don’t mind the cold, the children might get sick.”

Kallie glanced at her children, unsure of what to say. She finally agreed to let Clayton drive them home.

watching from a distance, saw everything. His eyes darkened. He was too far away to hear what Kallie and Clayton were talking about, but he felt a strange pang of annoyance. His mind began to wander. Maybe Clayton and Kallie were more than

Clayton had mentioned before his memory loss that he had disliked Kallie. Then why did

Kallie and the children into the car and drove away. Only then did he look away. He pulled himself together. He needed to get home early tonight. Elma was

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children got out of the car upon arriving at their destination.

the villa without a backward glance, Clayton couldn’t contain himself any longer and called out,

on her face, though it didn’t quite reach her icy eyes. “What is it?” she

I just wanted to thank you. I know what’s been happening with Elma, and if you hadn’t told your kids to

“Instead of thanking me, why don’t you try fixing things

digging and discovered it was Cara who had insisted on Elma attending the boarding school. A three-year-old kid couldn’t possibly live on their own. Making Elma live alone at school was undoubtedly more about making things difficult for her than about