Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

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The thought of running into Rola and Freya at the banquet was enough to give Kallie a headache. To avoid potential complications, she decided to leave the children behind at the hotel. It seemed safer that way. Clayton soon updated Kallie with news. “Kallie, turns out the gang leader is from Avalon. He’s planning to celebrate his birthday back home the day after tomorrow.”

This news brought Kallie some relief. Being in Avalon, a place she knew well, would ease her anxieties. With that in mind, Kallie began preparing for their journey back.

During this time, Edgar reached out, mentioning that he had spotted someone lurking suspiciously near the Reeves Group building. This individual was skilled at evading detection, disappearing every time Edgar deployed someone to track him. His ability to avoid surveillance was impressive. Edgar’s unease grew as he anxiously awaited Kallie’s return, knowing it would calm everyone’s nerves.

Meanwhile, when Jake finally returned to Burmoos, his expression was clouded with concern. Despite his amnesia and being under the Morgan family’s control in recent years, he had managed to accumulate a respectable amount of money in personal accounts. These accounts were a secret to everyone except him, part of his emergency exit strategy.

Jake had recently leased a modest courtyard in Burmoos, bringing Jeanette and Lacey with him. The courtyard offered enough space for the three of them to move around freely.

and voiced her concern, “Mr. Reeves,

shook his head as he surveyed the table laden with dishes, his frown deepening. “Haven’t I asked you to cook for me? You don’t need

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his mind to include Jeanette and Lacey on his journey, not just because they

the village bully would likely harass her and Lacey again. This ongoing threat had

typically kept it under wraps, choosing a modest lifestyle to avoid drawing attention. Under different circumstances, he could have easily

but I’ve noticed you’ve been overworking yourself and skipping meals,” she said gently. “When I

sitting down for a meal. “You two enjoy your meal and head to bed early. I’ve got tasks to attend

something’s wrong with him lately. Is he in a mood, or did we do something to

surveyed the carefully prepared dishes, each infused with healing herbs. “Neither,” she replied, understanding the underlying issue. Jake, with his unwavering principles, kept a