Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 912

Chapter 912:

“Mr. Reeves, there’s something I need to tell you, but I’m not sure if I should say it.”

Jake nodded slightly.

“Go ahead.”

Leo cleared his throat.

“Mr. Reeves, it’s pretty obvious that Miss Payne has feelings for you. Your return is solely to get back at Miss Nixon. Yet, I am stunned to find out that Miss Payne actually announced to the public that you are her fiancé. That could cause problems down the line.”

Jake fell silent.

Lacey’s affections and had turned her down. While Lacey had promised she wouldn’t pursue him and just wanted to work for him, it was clear she had lied. Though Jake sought to

that I’m back, I’ll tell everyone Lacey is just a sister figure to me. I’ll even

relaxed. Lacey might have made her contributions, but she wasn’t the right woman to be Jake’s wife. Besides, Jake had no

later. As she walked toward the private room and surveyed the surroundings, a frown etched on her face. Wasn’t Jake supposed to be occupied? Yet, it seemed he was just here, trying to drown his sulking mood with alcohol. Jake seldom indulged in alcohol. Clearly, he couldn’t let go of Kallie. What had happened during Jake’s meeting with Kallie earlier today? Lacey knew it certainly didn’t bode well for her. She had to do something. If she didn’t, Jake and Kallie would eventually get

medicine in her hand, she took a steadying breath before opening the door. A strong scent of alcohol permeated the room. Jake

starts

escape the world. When he finally lifted his head, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. His flushed cheeks gave him an unusual, almost vulnerable look. A

voice, Lacey asked, “Mr. Reeves, are you feeling

Lacey’s voice, his gaze locking onto hers. Jake’s eyes held an intensity that made Lacey feel exposed. In an instant, he seemed to unravel everything she felt. He saw worry, reluctance, and affection in

Jake wouldn’t have acknowledged his feelings toward Kallie. Yet now, he held Lacey’s gaze and

years. Even though she’s hurt and

of bitterness. She asked, struggling to accept his words, “Why? After