Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1463:

Lisa’s smirk faltered, but she recovered quickly, her lips curling into a theatrical pout. “Jake, don’t be like this. Are you scared your wife will find out?” Her tone softened, turning syrupy, as she stepped closer again. “Relax, I won’t cause trouble. I promise.”

Jake finally looked at her. “Do I really need to spell it out for you?” His voice was low and deliberate. “I despise you. The sight of you makes me sick. There is only one woman I love in this world—my wife. And even if she didn’t exist, even if every woman on this planet disappeared and you were the last one left, I would rather rot alone than so much as look at you.”

This time, Lisa crumbled. She had always believed in the power of her beauty. She was used to men bending, if not at first, then eventually—because in her mind, persistence, paired with looks, always paid off. Jake might have resisted her advances, but she was certain he’d crack. All men did. Sure, her approach had been a little aggressive, but so…

What? She was a woman. This was how the game was played. Never, not even in her worst nightmares, had she imagined that Jake would crush her dignity underfoot without a second thought.

“I was trying to be gentle with you, but you’ve left me no choice.” She took a step forward, lifting her chin smugly, the arrogance returning in full force. “Let me make this crystal clear—if you don’t apologize for what you said today, I’ll make sure your company doesn’t operate in this city ever again. Do you really

Her family’s influence was absolute. She had crushed plenty of people under its weight before, and she had no reason to believe Jake would be any different. No matter how stubborn he was, he couldn’t possibly

waited, anticipation curling at the edges of her lips. Jake would apologize. He

arm. Before she could process what was happening, the bodyguards yanked her backward

stiletto betrayed her, and with a sharp crack against the marble floor, she collapsed—hard. Her

but before she could recover, the

𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝓸ν𝓮𝗅𝓈﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

and red, a chaotic storm of rage, humiliation, and disbelief. She thrashed against the guards’ grip, her voice shrill with fury. “Let