Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 865:

With a heavy heart, Kallie nodded solemnly and settled into the passenger seat of Clayton’s car, her anxiety mounting with each mile. As they drove, Kallie’s mind conjured up a myriad of dire scenarios, yet none could match the harsh reality of Brysen’s condition.

Covered in bruises, Brysen’s face was marred by scratches, transforming her once delicate features into a jarring, almost unrecognizable state. At the sight of anyone, Brysen would erupt into screams and tears, her voice lost to her trauma.

For Kallie, Brysen was more than a subordinate. She was like family, a sister in all but blood. The sight of Brysen suffering shattered Kallie’s heart.

Gently, Kallie took Brysen’s hand, her voice soft and soothing.

“Brysen,” she murmured, trying to pierce the veil of Brysen’s pain.

“It’s okay. It’s me. I’m here. You’re not alone.”

her body wracked

Brysen’s wrist, and fearing Brysen would disrupt it and worsen her condition, Kallie held Brysen’s hand firmly yet tenderly, her other hand

cry, Brysen. Stay still, sweetheart. We’re safe now. It’s me. I’m

tightened in a protective embrace, Brysen, caught in a haze of fear, bit down hard on Kallie’s hand in

gaze hardening as he witnessed Brysen’s attack. Anger flashed across his features as he swiftly moved to intervene, shoving Brysen back with a firm

that moment, a flurry of medical personnel swept into the room, swiftly restraining Brysen

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tears streaming down her face as Brysen’s expression twisted into

Kallie, his

right now. It’s critical you keep your distance for now. And look at your

from her wound, coloring her hand a vivid crimson.

taking effect, Brysen’s agitated sobs had