Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1345:

Kallie felt her chest tighten. She wanted to stop him and beg him not to do anything reckless. But she saw the determination in his eyes and let go of his hand.

When Jake strode into the room, Calvert was cursing under his breath as he tore through the room, searching for a weapon. His hands fumbled through drawers, shoving objects aside with mounting frustration. His voice dripped with venom.

“That lying witch, thought she could fool me? Just wait—when I’m through with her, she’ll never walk again. I’ll make damn sure she—”

Calvert never finished his sentence. Because the moment the words left his mouth, Jake grabbed him by the collar.

Calvert barely had time to turn before a fist slammed into his face. A sickening crunch filled the room.

Calvert stumbled backward with a strangled cry, his hands flying up in stunned defense. His breath hitched.

“Y-You? Why are you here?”

Jake flexed his fingers, his knuckles already bruising. His expression was unreadable, his voice like ice.

here?” He tilted his head, regarding Calvert like he was nothing more than a speck of dirt beneath his

figure it out soon enough. When you get

again.

off the walls. But no one came. No

piece things together. Gracelyn must have

of her control, so convinced that Kallie—trapped in a wheelchair—could never fight back. But she hadn’t accounted for two things. Kallie could move.

conscious. He didn’t even have the strength to scream anymore. Yet, through the pain, his swollen eyes flickered with something between hatred and sheer terror as he looked up at Jake. Jake, standing over

rushed over, grabbing Jake’s arm, urgency laced

They won’t be back for a while—we need to go.” Her eyes flicked to Calvert, and she

“Forget him.”

in her voice. He opened his mouth to spit out some insult—some last-ditch effort to

barely spared him a glance, his voice

we do with

curled