Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1209:

Already weak, she couldn’t bear the thought of it failing him now. If Jake had gone too far, his actions could have turned deadly for Clayton.

Kallie’s mind churned as she tried to understand what could’ve driven Jake to act so recklessly. It was so unlike him.

Kallie lowered her head, lost in thought, her brow furrowed in silent frustration.

The bodyguard who had disappeared moments earlier reappeared at the doorway.

“Mrs. Reeves, please come in,” he said, gesturing toward the open door.

Hearing the title “Mrs. Reeves” sent a ripple through Kallie’s emotions, though she hid it well. A flicker of confusion and bitterness danced in her eyes. Did Jake order that? What game was he playing now? Steeling herself, Kallie stepped inside. Her gaze immediately fell on Clayton, sprawled on the floor in a pool of blood. Her breath caught, and her pupils constricted in alarm. She quickened her pace without thinking, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.

But before she could reach Clayton, Jake’s men moved to block her path. She froze, fists clenching at her sides, as she heard the heavy tread of approaching footsteps.

Jake’s voice came from behind her, cold and dripping with resentment.

really that worried about

cuts and bruises, evidence of

tangled mess—frustration, concern, anger—but she shoved them aside, masking everything with a

me check on him,” she said firmly, her

smirk as he lit a cigarette, the glow from the flame briefly illuminating the hard edge

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haven’t

his gaze, her

Right now, the priority is getting

way Kallie addressed him. Her cold demeanor cut deeper than he expected.

too rough, but I didn’t intend to kill him. Do you always think I’m out to bully him whenever we’re

away, her expression distant. She refused to meet

and his eyes reddened. There was a

me. Do you really care about

even with their relationship in ruins, he still acted as if he couldn’t let her go. Was it because he’d worn his mask for so long that he’d forgotten

briefly as