Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1207:

Clayton took his time, moving with an air of unshaken confidence as he placed a symphony record on the turntable. The melody filled the room, rich and smooth.

Clayton poured himself a glass of red wine, the deep crimson liquid swirling in the crystal glass. Sinking into the leather sofa, he let himself relish the moment, basking in an aura of calculated calm.

Fear of discovery never crossed his mind. First, Sarah wouldn’t dare reveal the truth. Second, even if Kallie grew suspicious, he knew she wouldn’t look in his direction.

His goal wasn’t something as crude as murder. He solely wanted to drive an irreparable wedge between Kallie and Jake.

Just then, the butler appeared, his steps hurried but measured as he bent to whisper in Clayton’s ear.

“Mr. Morgan, someone is here.”

Clayton opened his eyes, his calm demeanor unwavering. A faint smile played on his lips as he asked, “Is it Kallie?”

The butler’s expression darkened with worry. His voice was low, almost tense.

him, and they seem aggressive, not here

of surprise flashing across his face. Jake was moving faster than he had anticipated. Typical. Jake was as relentless as ever, a thorn

chuckle escaped Clayton’s lips, cold and

them. Let them in.” He paused, his

remember, find a chance to

for

but hesitated,

leave peacefully. Mr. Morgan, should I call

laugh was low and strange, more a hum of satisfaction

trouble. Let him come. Don’t fret. He won’t kill me. His

words left his lips, the door was kicked open with a

against the cold floor.

Only his icy glare spoke volumes. If his gaze had the power to kill, Clayton

ease. A wave of anger churned within

life seems to be treating you well these days.” Jake lowered himself onto the

and the butler hurried to pour Jake a drink. Jake studied the glass of