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

truth. I asked

but her voice softened, as if reasoning could undo the harshness of his

into the master

appearances?” Jake’s eyebrows arched, a flicker of amusement—or disdain—crossing his

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bother? We’ll live as we should. I don’t care for pretense. And I certainly don’t like being forced into anything. Do you

frustration bubbled beneath the surface, her lip trembling as

why marry me

tone turned cold,

share them with you. I’ve told you before, Lacey—I have little patience. You agreed to this arrangement, so don’t ask questions that won’t change the outcome. Once you’ve signed the contract, hand it over to the butler.

but something inside her shifted. Why feel

as if summoning a new resolve. Trying to win Jake’s heart? That was a fool’s errand. What she needed was a different approach, one that didn’t rely on fragile, foolish hopes. Her hands trembling, Lacey forced back

she