Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 914

Chapter 914:

Jake wasn’t in the mood to talk to Lacey, so he simply gave a nod, allowing her to stay. Leo, ever wary of Lacey’s presence, stood behind. Jake poured himself drink after drink, letting the hours slip by. Perhaps he’d had too much. His vision began to blur, his head felt light, and his breathing became shallow. Yet, out of habit, he kept drinking.

Leo observed Jake with growing concern. Finally, he stepped forward and said, “Mr. Reeves, that’s enough for today. You shouldn’t keep drinking like this.”

Jake knew Leo was right. But an inexplicable restlessness gnawed at him. He pushed Leo’s hand away with more force than necessary. “Leave me alone.”

Lacey’s eyes flickered as she noticed Jake’s unsteady behavior. She moved forward, offering her support. “Let me help you, Mr. Reeves. I’ll get you back safely.”

To her surprise, Jake refused her approach. “Stay back. I don’t want anyone to touch me.”

Jake staggered to his feet, swaying as he tried

her intently, his expression unreadable. “Did you put something in

chill ran through Lacey as her heart skipped a beat. She

drank at events or banquets. Sure, Jake would turn to a drink or two when something weighed on him, but never enough to end up this far gone.

as she glared at Leo. “If you don’t trust me, take Mr. Reeves

is your

fixed her with a pointed look, his tone biting. “Fine. But let me warn you, Lacey. Don’t start thinking you can pull

and urgency sharpened her tone. “Leo, are you an idiot? Jake’s missing! And here you are, getting in my way instead of looking

going to happen to him here. He needs some

gnawing at her. Waiting wasn’t an option. She had to find

of aversion rolled over him, almost instinctual. He recoiled from everyone, a mixture of discomfort and fever simmering within, as if he craved

temples in a futile attempt to settle the disarray in his mind. His body, however, refused to cooperate. The alcohol seemed to amplify his emotions. The buried feelings of longing