Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1295:

Though Kallie had always believed strictly in tangible reality, for Jake’s sake, she had resorted to mystical strength, hoping for divine intervention to bring him back.

While Kallie might not fully commit to every aspect of these beliefs, she sought comfort in them to avoid a mental breakdown. Florrie didn’t speak further and continued to wheel Kallie outside.

On the way out, Florrie suddenly asked, “Do you believe in reincarnation? It’s the idea that we are reborn into new lives.”

Kallie inwardly sneered, seeing through Florrie’s attempt to sway her for assistance in convincing Gracelyn.

Despite her true feelings, Kallie nodded.

“It sounds believable. I don’t think a soul just disappears after death.”

Hearing Kallie’s response, Florrie’s demeanor brightened, and she spoke with enthusiasm.

“Seems you’re also open to this. Guess what? I know a spiritual advisor who is quite skilled. She has even mastered a new technique recently. She can also help you figure out who your dead loved one is reincarnated into.”

lifted her head and gave Florrie

I’d like to

Florrie straightened her back.

certain matters. If you’d like, I could put in

only smiled and said nothing, which prompted Florrie to switch to

your wishes in this place?” Only then did Kallie

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was hit by the smell of

hardly recognizable. Smoke swirled through the air, and various ritual items were scattered all around. To the untrained eye, it might

at Gracelyn, who was

spiritual advisor’s mystical performance with evident fascination, showing some level of

just a worker at the White family, Florrie had risen to become Gracelyn’s most trusted servant solely through her skills. Not only that, but she had also orchestrated today’s events. Although the likelihood of success was slim, Gracelyn was genuinely starting to believe in the spiritual advisor. If Florrie used her talents for good, she would definitely have a much more fulfilling life than

to herself. Suppressing her

“Gracelyn, what’s happening here?”

mood brightened upon