Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1029:

“Stunt in the Reeves household and even attempting to cling to Jake. You force my hand into resorting to underhanded tactics.”

Meanwhile, Jake carried Kallie back to her room. Without a word, he placed her down and turned to leave.

Kallie shifted uncomfortably, wanting to rise and halt him. Yet, she hesitated, aware of her swimsuit and the vulnerability it exposed. She could only call out in a low voice, “Mr. Reeves, can we talk?”

Jake stopped in his tracks at her words, yet he made no move to turn back to her. Instead, he resumed walking and even quickened his pace.

Kallie frowned, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. Why did it seem like he was avoiding her?

Jake now seemed and was slightly baffled. It made her question if everything that happened by the pool

of the large bed invited her to rest, but sleep felt like a distant thought. Her mind became a whirlwind of questions she couldn’t escape. An inner voice nagged at her, reminding her that she had a husband, and his name was Clayton. Yet, the memory of her tender moment with Jake earlier filled her chest with a strange warmth. There was no guilt. No shame. It was as if Clayton had

If he was, what had their relationship been

almost instantly, she dismissed the idea. Her amnesia made her distrustful. She had no one she could rely on.

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in her memory, her instincts urged her to remain cautious. Trusting various versions of her past life from others seemed too risky. She decided she’d rather piece it all together herself, even if it meant struggling through this fog of uncertainty. At least then, she could trust the clarity she uncovered. Still, the lack of direction gnawed at her. If Clayton was her husband, had her kiss with Jake crossed a line? She had

soft knock at the door broke Kallie’s train of

unease, and went to open it. Standing there was a familiar face—a kind middle-aged woman who

Kallie murmured, recognizing her

before. She was a trusted employee, having served the Reeves household for years. Reaching fifty, she could have