Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1254:

Following her grandson’s death, Mrs. White couldn’t even look at any electronic device without freaking out. Therefore, she’s never seen a picture of Jake and failed to recognize him. But she knows you, Kallie, including your history with the Reeves family. Mrs. White only took Jake in because she thought it would be some kind of good karma thing. Just imagine her face when she finds out she actually saved Jake!”

Kallie’s heart hammered in her chest, and her thoughts swirled like a tornado. Fear gripped her. While she might manage being trapped in this place, it was a different case for Jake. Florrie’s words made it clear—Gracelyn truly despised Jake, regardless of the truth behind her grandson’s death.

While Kallie knew Florrie was playing a dangerous game, she had to admit Florrie’s hunch was right. That man was undoubtedly Jake. A thorough investigation would surely follow once Florrie told Gracelyn Jake’s real identity. By then, Jake would face dire consequences, especially since he was stuck here, severely injured.

Kallie’s stomach churned with regret. If she had seen this coming, she would never have asked Jake for help. Florrie’s suspicion caught her off guard. But there was no point in dwelling on the past. Kallie forced herself to appear calm, though her mind was racing, desperately trying to find a way out of this mess.

Florrie leaned in, her voice sinister against Kallie’s ear.

“If you want to protect him, you know what you shouldn’t say in front of Mrs. White.” With that, Florrie hummed a cheerful tune as she shoved Kallie’s wheelchair forward to see Gracelyn.

Gracelyn, her face unnervingly calm, stood up from her wheelchair with surprising ease and walked toward Kallie with a determined stride.

out Gracelyn’s so-called wheelchair-bound state had been a charade, meant to gain

fingers traced the cuts

next chapter awaits at

cruel smile played

actually fell off that cliff. Florrie, you and your husband have done well over the years. I’ll remember

up with a bright smile at

a privilege to serve you, Mrs. White. You can trust us

her lips, turned her gaze to Kallie. Kallie’s eyes, filled with defiance and vigilance, met hers. With a sigh and

touch Kallie’s face, her eyes

wounds,” she

recover. You poor thing, you’ve truly endured

merely stared back coldly, a wave of nausea washing over

voice a chilling reminder, “I don’t appreciate that look, Kallie. Should you persist