Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1159:

Once again, Lacey was mocked. She desperately wanted to confront the butler physically. But the butler had been a long-serving employee, and Jake held him in high esteem.

It took considerable effort for Lacey to contain her anger. She could only manage to glare at him and hiss, “Just wait!”

The butler smiled and motioned for her to proceed.

Lacey stormed off, each step fueled by the fire of her anger as she searched for Jake. But when Lacey finally stood before him, the fury that had propelled her there began to ebb away. Her breaths steadied, and even her footsteps, once sharp and defiant, grew tentative.

“Jake,” she said, her voice trembling under the weight of emotion.

“People are unhappy about us—our marriage. I know it’s because of who I am and where I come from. They think I’m not good enough for you. I’ve ignored their whispers and endured their disdain. But this…”

She faltered, her words caught in her throat. Tears welled in her eyes, glistening like unshed confessions. She gazed at Jake, her expression begging for some hint of understanding.

Jake finally looked up, his face unyielding, his dark eyes flat with impatience.

to tell me about this,” he

butler told you the truth. I asked him to do it

voice softened, as if reasoning could

few of my things into the master bedroom, but I

arched, a flicker of amusement—or disdain—crossing his

a lno ve ls . com is where the

should. I don’t care for pretense. And I certainly don’t like being forced into anything. Do you

her lip

why marry

tone turned cold, his

to this arrangement, so don’t ask questions that won’t change the outcome. Once

shattering any fragile illusions Lacey had dared to hold. Her chest tightened, and tears threatened to spill over, but something inside her shifted. Why feel sadness? Why cry before someone who lacked the capacity for empathy? Tears were wasted on

she needed was a different approach, one that didn’t rely on fragile, foolish hopes.

she said