Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1442:

Caitlin, on the other hand, felt the weight of his gaze like a lead anchor. She lowered her head instinctively, attempting to shrink from the moment.

Beth, unfazed, wasted no time in rushing to Clayton’s side. With effortless ease, she slipped her arm through his, her voice turning honeyed and coaxing. “Clayton, I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore.” She pouted slightly, looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes. “Don’t be mad, okay? I know I messed up last time—that was my fault. But tonight… I really want to make it up to you.”

Beth’s gaze shimmered with what she hoped was sincerity, her affection practically palpable.

But Clayton remained unmoved. Without a word, he lifted his cup and took an unhurried sip of coffee, his attention drifting to Caitlin.

Clayton’s deep voice cut through the air, reaching Caitlin’s ears. “Why are you here?” he asked, his tone calm but sharp.

Before Caitlin could even process his words, she felt Beth’s stare burn into her, piercing and full of warning.

script she had rehearsed in her head. “My last job didn’t work out, so I had to find

him, she’d see disappointment written all over his face. The last time they had talked over drinks, he had complimented her as strong-willed, someone who would never bow to anyone. And yet, here she was—not just compromising, but willingly putting herself under Beth’s control as her

disbelief clear as day. “Is that so?” he asked, his voice laced with

respond, still holding tightly onto Clayton’s arm. “She and I had issues before, but I wanted to

low chuckle, his tone dripping

their mark. Beth’s smile twitched just for a second before she forced it back into place. “I know I have a temper, but I’m not the scheming type,” she said, her voice smooth and practiced. “Everyone knows Caitlin works for me. If I had any bad

argument was airtight, and even Clayton

delivers what you

down and gestured for

feet

Clayton, however, persisted.