Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1173:

Thankfully, the doctor arrived at just the right moment, stepping in to stabilize Elma’s condition.

“Ma’am,” the doctor said with a kind smile, “your daughter’s surgery went better than we could have hoped. With proper care, she’ll recover fully. She’ll be perfectly fine in no time.”

For the first time in what felt like ages, Kallie felt a weight lift off her chest. The heavy worry that had haunted her finally began to ease. She let out a long, unsteady sigh, her relief almost overwhelming.

After speaking further with the doctor, Kallie learned that Elma’s earliest discharge would be a week away. It wasn’t exactly the news she wanted to hear—being separated from Calvin and Sophie for that long made her head throb. Elma might have been her daughter, but Calvin and Sophie were also her children.

Kallie wished she could sprout wings and fly home to check on Sophie’s situation. She knew Sophie and Calvin hadn’t reached out to her about their troubles because they were trying to spare her from worrying.

Slipping into a quiet corner, Kallie dialed Sophie’s number.

The line rang for a moment before Sophie finally picked up.

Sophie’s voice sounded light and cheerful—almost too cheerful.

what’s up? Did Elma’s surgery go

words hovered on her tongue, but she held them back. Softening her tone, she said, “It’s nothing.

unmistakable, her joy spilling through the

amazing! I’m so glad Elma’s getting

voice grew warm with concern as she reminded Kallie to take care of

brings magic

lately, so be careful, okay?” Sophie added that since school had finished, she

ended, Kallie lowered her phone, her expression shifting. Her eyes turned cold with determination. Without hesitation, she dialed Jake’s number next. She fully expected him to ignore her call—or worse, hang up the moment he saw

do you want?” Jake drawled, his tone tinged with lazy

Kallie. Through clenched teeth, she said, “Jake Reeves, I know we have unresolved issues, but the kids are innocent. What did they do to deserve

was calling the moment he picked up. Still, her

his

think I’d stoop low enough to

bitter laugh escaped her lips, low and sharp. The audacity of him to ask such a thing. Did he truly feel

her cold