Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1316:

“Who the hell is it!” Calvert, furious, ripped the black cloth from his face, only to find himself alone in the room.

The room was still dark, save for the faint light illuminating Kallie, who was fast asleep in her bed. She appeared to be completely oblivious to the commotion.

A chill ran down Calvert’s spine, raising goosebumps all over his body.

He trembled uncontrollably, whispering, “No shit! A ghost?”

Then, it hit him. The black cloth was identical to the ones Gracelyn used to drape over the portraits of her deceased grandson.

Gracelyn missed her grandson terribly, and his portraits hung throughout the house, most of them shrouded in black cloth, a tradition of some sort.

The memory of what had just transpired sent a wave of terror through Calvert. It was inexplicable. He knew Kallie hadn’t done it. After all, she’d been sound asleep when something grabbed his ankle. It had to be a ghost.

lustful intentions vanished. He stumbled to his feet, clinging to the wall for support as he fled the

outside, the thought of raising the alarm crossed Calvert’s mind, but he quickly clamped a hand over his mouth. No, he couldn’t. If the truth came out, everyone would know he’d been sneaking into Kallie’s room in the dead of night. Gracelyn might turn a blind eye, but she’d certainly suspect something was going on between him and Kallie. And then there was the spiritual advisor he’d bribed to whisper that suggestion in Gracelyn’s ear. If that came out, he was done for. Worse, it would enrage Florrie, and who knew what she was capable of when

bury his fear.

he turned, the portrait of the deceased Gracelyn’s grandson, hanging on the wall, nearly

starts

knees before the portrait, sobbing, “Mr. White, please, forgive me! It was my fault. I shouldn’t have lusted after Kallie.” The portrait showed Gracelyn’s grandson smiling faintly, as always, but now it seemed

pleas for forgiveness, Calvert scrambled

and then opened the door. He watched Calvert scurry off, his eyes

had disappeared, Jake figured

regret not being harsher with Calvert. He realized he needed to speed things

she woke up, she knew something was off. The

the balcony when the servants came

was now

of the

you hear anything last night?” she