Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 881

Chapter 881:

Brysen had been broken so thoroughly that she no longer clung to life itself. Yet, she couldn’t bear to watch Kallie remain in the dark, tricked by these villains.

Brysen held no resentment toward Kallie for that fateful day. Her earlier actions were merely desperate attempts to spark some doubt in Kallie’s mind.

She hadn’t anticipated that Neal would uncover her actions. As Neal recalled Brysen’s earlier behavior, a dangerous gleam flashed in his eyes. He fixed Brysen with a malevolent sneer that sent a chill through the air.

“Brysen, were you trying to signal Kallie moments earlier?” he demanded, his voice low and menacing.

Panic surged through Brysen, her body shaking as she frantically shook her head, her lips pressed tightly together in denial.

Neal, however, was far from persuaded. His face contorted into a harsher expression as he strode toward her, his movements predatory. Suddenly, he reached out, his fingers cruelly twisting into her hair and yanking her head back with brutal force. A sharp, searing pain exploded across Brysen’s scalp.

exuded an aura of innate brutality, revealing his merciless side. Brysen harbored suspicions about his inherently

Neal’s lips still bore a smile, it was one of pure malevolence, making Brysen’s

it carried the ominous echo of a lurking threat. “Haven’t I treated you well? Yes, I’ve hit and threatened

her toward the bathroom.

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into a pathetic mess. Frankly, if I were you,

trembling uncontrollably. She couldn’t tell if the shiver was born of rage or intense terror. Her eyes, wide

some fresh and weeping, marred her once beautiful features, permanent reminders

I’d lose all hope if I were you. Imagine, every time you walk down the street, the whispers, the stares, calling you a monster, a freak. And remember, it’s all because of Kallie. You

Brysen couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by her own reflection. While vanity was not her priority, she was still a

Neal’s insinuations couldn’t sway Brysen’s clear thinking. She understood that Kallie was not to blame. The real culprits were the villains who had already caused