Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1202:

With these words, the buzzing swarm of media and influencers fell into an uneasy hush. They weren’t at a loss for words; they were simply too cautious to speak carelessly. Defamation was a serious offense. If the situation escalated, they risked being caught in the crossfire, facing legal consequences they couldn’t afford.

They knew the stakes. If this scandal didn’t drag Kallie down, they would be the ones who suffered. For individuals with modest incomes, it wasn’t a risk worth taking.

As the noise in the crowd slowly dwindled, Kallie’s expression softened. She cleared her throat and continued, “Now, as I said before, I’m not here today simply to apologize. Because, like many of you, I’m also a victim.”

Kallie’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she said, “In that tragic event, I lost someone very dear to me. She wasn’t just a friend—she was like a sister. I went to great lengths to establish this care facility for her to help her with her illness. I know some of you may question my intentions. Perhaps you think she was just a normal friend, that I wasn’t sincere.

But let’s be real. She wasn’t my biological sister and didn’t come from a wealthy family. So, why would I put myself through all of this? And don’t forget, my daughter visited her regularly at the facility—every two days, without fail. If you doubt me, I’m willing to release all the surveillance footage to prove it. Therefore, if I hadn’t gone that day, it would have been my daughter walking into that building with my friend…”

speaking, her voice catching as raw emotion surged through her. She wasn’t faking it. Her heartbreak and fear were all too real. Losing Brysen had already drained her of every last shred of emotional strength. The mere thought of Sophie’s close call sent a shiver

gaze gradually hardened, her

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this fight. Like you, I am a victim. We

the cameras as

Nixon Group falls apart, even if I have to chase justice until my last breath, I will not rest until

that had once been loud and unruly

anger, began to settle down as they registered the sorrow etched on Kallie’s face. She, too, had lost someone dear to her. She couldn’t possibly be behind this. Kallie was right. The priority wasn’t assigning blame prematurely but

words had been raw and heartfelt, striking a chord with everyone present. She was a victim too. Moreover, her approach to the apology

words spread quickly online, sparking intense speculation about who