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.

Kallie owed Clayton from the past, she wouldn’t have shown any politeness, let alone let the Morgan family

all. After all, he hadn’t been

hadn’t voiced any of this, but Clayton could practically read her mind. His hands clenched into fists, as if forcing himself to swallow a bitter pill. A grimace twisted his features. “I have my

her lips together, barely managing to conceal her scorn. Shame washed over

had already hired a nurse for Elma, so he didn’t stick

guilt and shame were eating

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

Kallie walked

sweat dotted her pale forehead, and

dotted Elma’s forehead, and she mumbled incoherently, her

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

leave, Elma’s small hand shot out, grasping hers with

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