Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1333:

Calvert, paralyzed by terror, couldn’t manage a single word. His body shook uncontrollably.

Just then, the “ghost” seemed to sense a presence and began to turn.

At that moment, a fleeting thought crossed Calvert’s mind. He wondered what a ghost might look like.

But just as the “ghost” began to turn its head, fear gripped Calvert. He dropped beneath the window, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.

Calvert wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination. The sun was shining, yet a deep chill seeped into his bones, as if he had been cast into an icy abyss. His limbs felt heavy, his fingers numbing until he could barely feel them.

At that moment, Calvert swore he could feel a cold, unyielding gaze locked onto him. It fixed him with a cold and lifeless, terrifying stare, like staring into the eyes of a corpse.

surged through Calvert. He didn’t dare lift his head. With clumsy, scrambling movements, he stumbled to his

them, Jake finally averted his gaze. A quiet, mocking chuckle escaped his lips, but his eyes remained dark, filled with an unmistakable intent to kill. How could a cowardly, despicable man like Calvert

back, knowing it wasn’t the right time to make a move. There would be plenty

Kallie, his attention drawn to the wounds on her

gently, “Why do you have to go so far just for a convincing performance? Hurting yourself just to put on a show for

her feet, leaning into

the latest updates

at least now,

else must have forced Kallie into this situation. Jake wanted to press her, to demand the truth, but when Kallie winced, his resolve faltered. His heart

of telling him about the conspiracy involving the spiritual advisor, Florrie, and Calvert—at least

there was no telling

guard the area, but Florrie had deliberately sent them away to ensure Jake could meet with

effort on someone like Calvert. If Florrie directed her