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.

alone let the Morgan family off so lightly. Letting the Morgan family walk away

Clayton had no part in it at all. After all, he hadn’t been there when Cara had unleashed her reign of terror. But it was Clayton who had enabled Cara and allowed her to

her mind. His hands clenched into fists, as if forcing himself to swallow a bitter pill. A grimace twisted

Shame

hired a nurse for

guilt and

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

of contemplation, Kallie walked over to Elma’s

sleep. Beads of sweat dotted

of perspiration dotted Elma’s forehead, and she mumbled incoherently,

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

Kallie turned to leave, Elma’s small hand

“Mommy” echoed in Kallie’s ears, sending a jolt through her. Her