Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 733:

Thankfully, it was only some lightweight cardboard boxes, not heavy objects.

There it was, the button. He pressed it, and a hidden door swung open. A flicker of hope ignited in Clayton’s eyes as he scrambled toward the newly revealed doorway.

Sophie, noticing Elma’s prolonged absence, went in search of her. She found Elma curled up in a corner, sobbing quietly.

“Elma, what’s wrong? Don’t cry,” Sophie cooed, gently lifting Elma and wiping away her tears.

Elma avoided Sophie’s gaze, her tears flowing freely. Sophie paused, a thoughtful frown creasing her brow. “Did your mom give you a hard time again? Don’t be afraid. You’re safe at my house. She wouldn’t dare bully you here.”

“No. It’s not like that.” Elma shook her head vigorously.

Sophie sighed softly and patted Elma’s head. “Alright, sweetheart. I won’t pry anymore. Just please don’t cry,” she said gently.

to say, “Sophie,

hint of surprise in her voice. “What do you need? I’m sure we have it here. And if not, I can always

firmly. “No, I

ask any more questions. She simply

to leave

them a puzzled look. “Where are

shopping, so I’m tagging along with

perked up immediately. “Oh, then I’ll come

that won’t be necessary,” Elma interjected sharply, shaking her head. “Sophie’s company is all

pressed

clutching Sophie’s hand, struggled to find her words. “I just need

and slight amusement, patted Elma on the head. “It’s okay, Calvin. You should stay here. Our mom will be back any minute now. It’s best if you wait

a reluctant nod,