Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1192:

Jake’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile. No matter what she said, he was convinced her anger was a mask for something deeper. He pushed forward, his tone casual yet calculated.

“Look, I don’t want to drag this into the courtroom. It’s a headache for both of us. And I know how stubborn you are. You’d burn everything down before you let me take the kids.”

Kallie’s eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with scorn.

“You’re absolutely right. So why bother? Is making me miserable the only thing that keeps you entertained these days?”

Jake wasn’t fazed by Kallie’s sharp retort. He leaned back in his chair, glancing through the car window at Elma, whose fiery glare could’ve melted glass. She was locked in his car, stewing in her own fury, but he was in no rush to deal with her.

“I know exactly what you’re up to,” Jake said, his tone almost playful.

get the kids out of my reach while you still

call without waiting for a reply, the abruptness leaving a hollow echo in

from her face, leaving her pale as a sheet. She spun on her heels and rushed to find the doctor, her

for me. Something’s come up, and I need to leave right away. I’ll be back as soon as I

concern, but his tone remained calm

worry, Miss Nixon. We’ll make sure Brysen is

assurance offered a brief moment of relief. Kallie nodded, her chest rising and falling as she fought to steady herself. She turned to leave, her steps hurried, but before she could take more than a few strides, the air behind her erupted with a deafening

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hand reaching out, and the sheer intensity of the explosion rattled her bones. Kallie’s knees

building. It was the building Brysen had entered moments ago with the caregivers to retrieve her

and people scattered, some running for their lives, others desperately trying to extinguish the raging flames. Kallie stood frozen, her face draining of color. Ignoring the sting of her scraped knee, she forced herself upright and stumbled through the frantic crowd, desperately searching for Brysen. Deep inside, a terrible certainty clawed at her. Brysen hadn’t escaped before the explosion. How could this happen? Everything had been

thoughts raced, a whirlwind of confusion and terror. Her ashen face betrayed

rushed to Kallie’s side,