Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 861:

Brysen lowered her head, blaming herself for the whole situation. She had unwittingly put Jake in this situation and betrayed Kallie’s trust, all in the name of her naïve conception of love.

Brysen’s struggle faded, leaving her an empty shell. Tears streamed down her face as Clayton’s men pinned her down. Desperation had consumed her.

‘This girl is one of Kallie’s top assistants,’ Clayton commented, his patience clearly wearing thin. ‘Don’t kill her, but make sure she can’t talk. I don’t give a fuck how you do it, but if one word of this gets out, you’re all dead.’

With that chilling threat hovering in the air, Clayton and his henchmen quickly departed.

Meanwhile, by the end of the live broadcast, Kallie had raised a hundred thousand dollars. She didn’t hesitate for a moment. Right there in front of the camera, she transferred every penny to the school and the county mayor. People noticed that Kallie wasn’t selling any product lines on the sly. Whether she was a saint or just acting, that money would make a real difference in these children’s lives. After all, actions speak louder than words.

Gradually, public opinion began to shift in Kallie’s favour. She was a whirlwind of activity, handling a million things at once, and somehow, she made it look easy. But beneath the surface, a knot of dread tightened in her stomach. It was a gnawing feeling, a constant whisper of worry that she couldn’t get out of her head.

but Brysen didn’t answer. A knot of unease tightened in Kallie’s stomach. She tried calling several more times, but it always went to voicemail. She was beginning to regret sending Brysen to investigate. Brysen

to try calling again, her phone vibrated. She looked

are you okay?’ Clayton’s voice was laden

completely bewildered. ‘How did you know

moment before letting out a bitter laugh. ‘It’s a long story. Look, I’m in the underground parking garage across the street. Come over here, and I’ll

here? He’d told her he was busy with something else. And she’d avoided telling him where she’d be today. How the hell did he know where to

her? Was someone spying on her? A

about what to do. But curiosity and a little fear got the better of her. She decided to

it all, surrounded by a small army of bodyguards. One man was

recognised the man as the Jake lookalike she had seen earlier.

recognised the man as Jake at a glance, despite his mask and cleaner’s uniform, now something didn’t add up. As she looked at the man kneeling in

same feeling, despite his uniform and