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.”

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and worsen her condition, Kallie held Brysen’s hand firmly yet tenderly, her other hand stroking Brysen’s arm in an attempt to comfort

don’t cry, Brysen. Stay still, sweetheart. We’re safe now. It’s me. I’m right here with

grip tightened in a protective embrace, Brysen, caught in a haze of fear, bit down hard on Kallie’s hand in a desperate bid for release.

attack. Anger flashed across his

of medical personnel swept into the room, swiftly restraining

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her face as Brysen’s expression twisted into one of pain

Kallie, his voice laced with deep

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the blood that seeped from her wound, coloring her hand a vivid crimson. Determinedly, Kallie approached Brysen’s

sedative taking effect, Brysen’s agitated sobs had softened, her cheeks glistening with the