Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1006:

Fueled by the alcohol coursing through his veins, a wave of anger washed over Jake. He glared at Kallie, her apparent indifference fueling his rage.

“Cut the crap, Kallie!” he spat, his voice laced with disgust.

“Are you done with this charade?”

Startled by his harsh tone, Kallie looked up, her brow furrowed in confusion. The man before her was undeniably handsome, but his face was contorted with rage. He was clearly livid. What had she done to provoke such fury?

Despite not recognizing Jake, his anger triggered a wave of inexplicable sadness within Kallie. She felt deeply wronged, a sense of injustice burning in her chest.

“I…” she stammered, struggling to find the right words.

Jake, unable to contain his frustration any longer, grabbed Kallie’s hand and pulled her out of the room.

“Stop pretending!” he growled, his grip tightening on her arm.

“You don’t have to put on an act for me or our kids. I’ve told you before, if you don’t want these children, I’ll raise them myself. I don’t need you.” His anger escalated with every word, his pace quickening as he dragged Kallie down the hallway.noveldrama

“All you care about is Clayton, but I won’t let him get away with hurting my daughter. Do you hear me? I don’t give a damn if we end up on opposite sides because of this!” Jake hissed.

Having vented his fury, Jake looked at Kallie, expecting to see a flicker of anger or annoyance in her eyes. Instead, he was met with a look of profound sadness. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. Her chin quivered as she fought back sobs, her eyes red and swollen.

Jake hadn’t realized that Elma had followed them, her small voice calling out for Kallie, her cries echoing down the hallway. A pang of unease shot through Jake, but he pushed it aside and released his grip on Kallie’s wrist before shoving her away.

“Just go,” he said coldly.

“I don’t want to see you.”

Kallie rubbed the sore spot, trying to quell the inexplicable hurt that welled up inside her. Why did she feel like bursting into tears? Why did his words sting so much? It must be because of his harshness. His cruel words echoed in her mind, intensifying her sadness.

But Kallie reminded herself of the “facts” she remembered. She didn’t have children. She was married to Clayton. But who was Clayton? What did he even look like? She couldn’t conjure up his image, and the name “Clayton” evoked no feelings of love or affection within her.

Kallie left the Reeves family residence, a sense of utter bewilderment washing over her as she stepped out into the street. Where did she belong? Where was her home? A voice inside her urged her to find Clayton, but she had no idea where to even begin.

Lost and alone, Kallie wandered aimlessly.

Elma, determined to catch up, stumbled and fell, her small legs unable to keep pace with her urgency.

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