Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 108: "Am I truly that frightening?" Jake asked.

Edgar offered no reply but merely laughed with a hint of awkwardness.

After a brief pause, Edgar suggested, "Mr. Reeves, I saw your wife with a prescription. Perhaps she's unwell. Maybe I should inquire about her health? Or perhaps I should just keep an eye on her for now?" Jake's expression hardened as he pieced something together and dismissed the idea with a scoff, "Her business is her own. If she feels like sharing, she will. Otherwise, she can find someone else to confide in." Respecting Jake's stance, Edgar chose to remain silent.

Just then, a doctor passed by, muttering to himself, "It's troubling, really. Pregnant and yet in such a condition. I advised her to stay at the hospital, but fear drove her away instantly. She doesn't appear to be struggling financially, so what could she be thinking?" The doctor's words trailed off into the distance.

Jake suddenly halted, overhearing something like "pregnant," and turned his gaze toward the doctor, his expression inscrutable.

He was about to catch up with the doctor when a nurse interrupted urgently. "Mr. Reeves, Miss Miller just fainted, and it seems serious. Please cand check on her quickly." Jake didn't hesitate for a moment. He quickened his pace and dashed over, pushing everything else aside. Kallie had believed the ordeal with the Millers at the hospital was over and that tranquility would soon return.

Little did she know, it was merely the start.

gvlnovs.com, the heart of storytelling The location of her residence had been compromised. Occasionally, media personnel in disguise would confront her on the streets, demanding explanations for her actions.

Kallie's frantic efforts to slip away were not only caught on camera but also circulated online, twisted into various malicious videos.

Even her images were doctored onto tombstones.

"She's quite the actress, pretending to be innocent. I wonder who she thinks she's fooling." "I think it's going too far. Remember, she's disabled." "Are you out of your mind? Sympathizing with someone like her? Watch out, she might seduce your boyfriend next and shove you down the stairs too." "Am I the only one who's enjoying this? People are too soft on her. We need to toughen up.' Under relentless scrutiny, Kallie felt as though every breath was a battle. She had made it clear that she couldn't have been the one to push Sarah down the stairs that day.

But it was all in vain. Right or wrong no longer mattered. The storm had been raging for ages, with the Miller family stoking the fire from behind the scenes. They were bent on seeing her break.

But Kallie stood firm, refusing to yield.

Luckily, there had been sdevelopments. Donovan was preparing to return hsoon. Despite his hectic schedule, he seemed aware of the recent events. He didn't have all the specifics, but he quickly committed to securing the surveillance footage from the area once he was back.

Meanwhile, Vernon firmly supported Sarah, asserting that the campus surveillance clearly captured Kallie and Ethan pushing Sarah down the stairs. This confirmed the presence of cameras in that vicinity.

Kallie gathered her belongings and made her way back to Jake's residence.

As she stood before the familiar door, her heart raced. Who was Jake, after all? Those hackers would certainly think twice before revealing Jake's address.

She reassured herself internally. Since they were still technically married, it wasn't out of line for her to return. Besides, Jake was preoccupied with attending to Sarah at the hospital, likely too occupied to return home.

Kallie extended her hand to input the password.

"Wrong password." "Wrong password." After several attempts, she was met only with the impersonal rejection of the automated voice.

Kallie hesitated, pondering if she had made a mistake with the password.

At that moment, the door unexpectedly swung open.

Kallie was greeted by the sight of Sarah standing there, and they both stood motionless, caught off guard. Sarah was quick to react, folding her arms and giving Kallie a scornful once-over. "Well, well, if it isn't Kallie. Did you run out of places to go, and now you're hoping Jake will take you back?" Kallie noticed Sarah was dressed in simple loungewear, which set off alarm bells in her head. Her phone articulated her questions with the text-to-speech function: "Why are you here? Have you moved in or something?" Sarah's smirk was impossible to miss. "Yeah, I told Jake how lonely I was feeling staying at the hospital, so he invitedto stay here," she explained, her voice dripping with self-satisfaction. “He thought it'd be easier to look afterhere. Kallie, do you get what I'm saying? You're just in the way now. Why don't you just go?" Kallie felt a heavy weight compress her chest. So, this was why the door code had been changed. Had Jake really becthat impatient? Then why was he stalling on the divorce? "Oh, by the way," Sarah interjected, as if suddenly remembering something. She disappeared back into the house, only to return with a suitcase in tow.

Sarah dropped the suitcase harshly at the doorstep and kicked it a couple of times, as if it were trash. "All your stuff is right here, packed up by me. Just leave. No thanks needed." Kallie steadied the teetering suitcase and looked up at Sarah, her gaze icy.

Sarah was initially taken aback by Kallie's intense stare, but her shock quickly turned to anger. "What's with that look? Who do you think you're glaring at?" Kallie responded with a smirk, unfazed. She swiftly typed down her response on her phone: "You're the one who ought to leave, not me. Roderick left this house to Jake and me. Roderick made it clear that I own half. Jake and I are still married, so I'm staying right here." With that declaration, Kallie had no desire to prolong the argument. She brushed past Sarah, suitcase in hand, and marched into the house.

As fate would have it, Kallie bumped into Jake descending the stairs.

Sarah, who had just been brimming with arrogance, shifted her attitude completely at the sight of Jake. “Jake, it hurts..." Jake's expression darkened upon witnessing the scene. Why was Sarah still here? He hastened his steps down the stairs.

"What's happening here?" Jake asked.

Sarah clutched the spot where she Hap in had been nudged, tears welling her eyes that hadn't yet spilled over. Kallie, however, hadn't exerted much force when she nudged Sarah aside. Kallie maintained a neutral expression and set down her belongings.

As Jake walked past her, Kallie reached out and snagged his arm. Jake halted and pivoted to her, his expression unreadable.

Kallie gestured emphatically that she didn't mean to cause any trouble, and it was just that her apartment was not safe for her to live in for the tbeing. She had decided to live here for a while. Anyway, she owned half of this house. "You..." Jake's brow creased, words forming on his lips.

But Kallie cut him off swiftly. She signed that she wouldn't interrupt them by living in the guest room while he could keep the master bedroom. A flash of anger crossed Jake's eyes. "You're taking the guest room?" Kallie nodded. What was wrong with that? She hadn't evicted Sarah and Jake outright. That was leniency on her part.

Jake shrugged off her grip, his sneer icy.