Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 880

Chapter 880:

Brysen, gripping Kallie’s hand, attempted to form words, her mouth moving soundlessly in a desperate effort to communicate.

“Miss Nixon.” Neal quickly stepped in, his expression tinged with feigned concern.

“Brysen’s still not stable. The doctor warned us not to upset her. It might be best if you left for now.”

Kallie wanted to say more, but the sight of Brysen thrashing about and hurling objects in distress made her bite back her words. She couldn’t shake off the guilt, believing Brysen resented her and couldn’t bear her presence. She surmised if that was the case, she would keep her distance.

As Neal led Kallie to the door, Kallie was reminded of her original intention to visit. She withdrew a check from her purse.

“I see how deeply you care for Brysen,” she said, handing it over.

“Though you’ve taken time off work, with Brysen’s situation so unpredictable, it’s prudent to have some funds on hand for any emergencies.”

A flicker of glint sparked briefly in Neal’s eyes, but it disappeared almost as quickly as it had appeared, unnoticed by Kallie.

his head

can’t accept this. I committed to look after

to find some serenity in her life. Brysen doesn’t want to see me now, and my visits will be few and far between. If you accept

sigh, Neal

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hold onto this money for Brysen. Once she’s

might have been wrong to label Brysen as foolishly naive in romance. It was reassuring to see that someone was genuinely

flamboyantly waved the check, a triumphant

stiffen abruptly, and she hastily gathered the scattered items around her, feigning nonchalance as she watered the plants, as if her earlier breakdown hadn’t

nervous demeanor, Neal couldn’t help but grin malevolently. He raised his voice, his

easy mark. She actually believes I care about

lifeline. Regardless of Neal’s provoking words, she stood still,

Neal was among those who had raped and abused her. She belatedly realized Neal was the very definition of a slimy hypocrite, a real lowlife who couldn’t

his acting skills were top-notch, and he had

secret, but Neal

hope. She knew escaping was futile because Clayton, the true mastermind of her misery, was still out there. Escape would only lead to capture, and Clayton would ensure