Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 702:

When Clayton noticed Kallie, he stood up and asked, “Is Calvin feeling better?”

Kallie’s face remained unreadable, but she nodded.

Clayton let out a breath of relief. “Good.” Then, as if remembering something, he added apologetically, “Cara is at fault. You can take your anger out on me, but please don’t hold a grudge over this.”

A heavy silence fell over the room.

Kallie lifted her gaze, her face an impassive mask as she looked at Clayton. “Mr. Morgan, you’re overthinking. I won’t hold a grudge against you,” she said flatly.

Kallie felt absolutely nothing toward Clayton—no hate, no anger, not even pity. He was nothing to her.

debt Kallie owed Clayton from the past, she wouldn’t have shown any politeness, let alone let the Morgan family off so lightly. Letting the Morgan family walk away unscathed would make Calvin’s unfair suffering less

hadn’t been

as if forcing himself to swallow a bitter pill. A grimace twisted his features.

scorn. Shame washed over Clayton, and he made a hasty

a nurse for Elma, so he didn’t

guilt and shame

the island for ten years. Despite his efforts to search for her for years

a moment of contemplation, Kallie walked

remained unconscious, trapped in a restless sleep. Beads of sweat dotted her pale forehead, and her breathing remained shallow and

of perspiration dotted Elma’s forehead, and she

Elma’s forehead with a cool cloth. With a soft sigh, she carefully adjusted the blankets, ensuring Elma was comfortably tucked

hand shot out, grasping hers with surprising

ears, sending a jolt through her. Her heart ached with a sudden, unexpected