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.

Clayton from the past, she wouldn’t have shown any politeness, let alone let the Morgan family off so lightly. Letting the

After all, he hadn’t been there when Cara had unleashed her reign

fists, as if forcing himself to swallow

Shame washed over Clayton, and he made a hasty excuse to

nurse for Elma, so he didn’t stick

truth was, guilt and shame were

anything to Cara. He blamed himself for Cara’s hellish life on the island for ten years. Despite his efforts to search for

a moment of contemplation, Kallie walked over

of sweat dotted her pale forehead, and her breathing remained shallow and

she mumbled incoherently,

dabbed at the sweat on Elma’s forehead with a cool cloth. With a

to leave, Elma’s small hand shot

voice barely a whisper. The word “Mommy” echoed in Kallie’s ears, sending a jolt through her. Her heart ached with a sudden, unexpected tenderness, and she instinctively tightened her grip on Elma’s tiny hand. “What did