Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 731:

Cara stopped her tears abruptly. She whirled around and struck Clayton again. “Don’t try to fool me! I know what you’re thinking. You see Kallie as more important than me. But it’s alright. I won’t harm you. I tied you up just to keep you from causing more trouble. I’ve got quite the spectacle planned for today. Can you guess what it is?”

Clayton saw the unsettling smile on Cara’s face and felt a surge of fear. “Cara, what are you planning?” His voice shook.

Clayton knew Cara well enough. She wouldn’t hurt Jake. Her vengeance was likely to target Kallie and Kallie’s children. What would happen next was impossible for anyone to foresee.

Cara, of course, had no intention of telling Clayton what she had planned.

Just then, Clayton’s phone rang again. It was from Kallie. With a smirk, Cara took Clayton’s phone, stepping back to make sure he couldn’t grab it from her. “See?” Cara sneered. “She’s still trying to ask you for help. Don’t blame me for this. You’re partly the reason for what I’ve become. You rescued and spoiled me. Yet, you’re not siding with me now. Just wait—Kallie and Jake will never be together. And neither will you and Kallie.”

With that, Cara swept out of the room, taking Clayton’s phone with her. The door slammed shut behind her, extinguishing any last glimmer of hope Clayton had.

Trapped in the basement, Clayton roared in frustration. He forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down. His eyes scanned the basement, landing on a pile of clutter in the corner. Cara had no idea that behind it, there was a hidden secret passage.

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