Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1197:

Frustrated, Lacey kept refreshing, logging in and out, hoping new comments would pop up.

She even followed the Nixon Group’s official account using an anonymous profile. She was anxious to hear about the progress of the explosion investigation.

Two hours passed, but there was no mention of suspects or any indication of foul play.

Finally, Lacey exhaled, a wave of relief washing over her.

But as she lifted her gaze, her reflection caught her eye in the mirror. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the raw fear in her own eyes. Her skin had gone pale, and cold sweat clung to her forehead.

The incident had truly shaken her to the core. For the first time, she felt an intense fear grip her. After all, the explosion was connected to her. Clayton had disguised her and given her a package to carry inside. He had told her someone would contact her once she was inside the retreat. Her only task was to deliver the package.

the package, only that it was heavy. But Clayton had made it clear: the package

herself it wouldn’t be a big deal even if the truth came to light. But she hadn’t expected it to escalate

head low. Her eyes were wide with shock. She couldn’t erase the horrifying images from her

herself, “It wasn’t me. I didn’t know it would turn out like

on the door jolted her

vivid, haunting images. Taking a deep

on the other side. His brow furrowed as he took in her disheveled appearance. He asked,

bristled at being called Miss Payne. She insisted on being addressed as Mrs. Reeves, especially since she was about to marry

today, it seemed Lacey was unaware of it all. She even appeared much more good-tempered, though a bit distracted. Lowering her gaze to avoid the

more on the matter.

Reeves would like to see you. Are you available

snapped up at the mention of Jake’s