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.

to his feet, clinging

eye, but she’d certainly suspect something

to bury his fear. Reluctantly,

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

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my fault. I shouldn’t have lusted after Kallie.” The portrait showed Gracelyn’s grandson smiling faintly, as always, but now it

pleas for forgiveness, Calvert scrambled to his

waited until the footsteps faded away and then opened the door. He watched Calvert scurry off, his eyes narrowed in

quickly Calvert had disappeared,

of what Kallie had been through made Jake regret not being harsher with Calvert. He realized he needed to

knew something was off. The room

to check the balcony when the servants came

was now Kallie’s

looked at one of the

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