Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1267:

Kallie peeked toward the door and then exhaled deeply in distress.

“I’m unsure about how Gracelyn feels about me these days. Besides, I’m not related to her by blood. She might see me as just someone to amuse herself with. But Florrie is different. She has been with Gracelyn for years and holds some sway. Please, for my sake, don’t show me too much kindness when others are around. Otherwise…” Kallie shivered slightly, her eyes brimming with fear.

Calvert caught on to what she was hinting at and felt a surge of irritation.

“Florrie is just a shrew. Why are you scared of her? Don’t worry. Do you really think she would dare to harm you? Don’t fret. I’m here for you now.”

Kallie barely held back a derisive snort and gestured toward the door.

“If that’s so, then go outside and tell Florrie you have no feelings for her and that you want a divorce. That’s the only way I’ll be able to relax.”

Calvert was taken aback. Of course, he wouldn’t do that. After all, he had gotten his current job through Florrie.

though Calvert loathed Florrie, he had to admit she still had some value to him. It would be such a loss to let her go at this point. Moreover, he hadn’t gotten what he wanted from Kallie yet. He didn’t want to

this in mind, Calvert quickly adopted a

together for a long time. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to her about the divorce when the moment

Kallie nod in

was greeted by

Kallie and Calvert with keen suspicion. Seeing that they were both fully clothed and nothing untoward seemed to have happened, her demeanor relaxed slightly. But she still asked coldly, “Why was she unwell to the point that

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retorted, “Florrie, what are you trying to say? Do you think I’m unfaithful? If you’re so doubtful, why don’t we just end this marriage? Otherwise, you’ll always be suspicious

startled Florrie. It stripped away her commanding air and replaced it with a more vulnerable

that’s not what I meant. I’m just worried that some scheming woman

know you don’t trust me. There’s no use talking about this any further. I don’t want to

words,

reluctance and anger, tinged with helplessness. She considered chasing after him but then remembered