Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1213:

As the memory faded, a chilling breeze snapped Kallie back to reality. She stared at the tombstone before her, tears brimming in her eyes again.

At this point, the funeral was over, and everyone else had gone. Though a large crowd had shown up, the majority barely knew Brysen. They mainly came to catch Kallie’s eye.

But Kallie understood. Even though the Nixon Group was being targeted, it didn’t mean it would collapse. Their motives might not have been completely sincere, but they truly came to pay tribute to Brysen.

Kallie clutched her coat more tightly and then lowered herself in front of the gravestone, speaking softly.

“Brysen, I feel so useless. I haven’t yet found out who caused you harm. You must be so lonely in that cold place. I suddenly recall when you first joined me. You were fresh out of school, with little knowledge. I paid you very little back then, but you pushed yourself to become a competent assistant.”

As Kallie whispered these words, her thoughts drifted back to those earlier days.

Kallie had established the Nixon Group with her own money. Even though she could have relied on the Nixon family’s riches and connections, she chose not to. She refused to let herself recline in the comfort of being an incompetent member of a wealthy family again. As a result, those early days were extremely difficult.

Even in that situation, at that time, Brysen had stayed enthusiastic day after day, working alongside Kallie to gradually build the Nixon Group.

already decided that after another year of work, she would ask Kallie for some time off to travel and

and was planning to offer at least a

that time came, that tragic event had taken place,

mind wander

to set things right. But now,

past days with Brysen continued to flash back

the sound of footsteps

sorrow, Kallie turned around. The instant she saw the newcomer, her expression changed dramatically. Tears lingered on her lashes,

are you here for?” Kallie

question. He slowly headed toward Brysen’s resting place and laid down the flower

fury flared. Clenching her teeth, she said,

act of

suspect I was responsible for

moment, she was speechless. Then, she curled her lips