Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

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“Is that so? Well, let’s hope you’re being sincere.”

Calvin added, his voice laced with quiet intensity, “Don’t try anything. I’m keeping my eyes on you. My dad might be deceived by your performance, but I’m here to make sure you don’t hurt my sister.”

Lacey, feeling a chill from Calvin’s piercing gaze, averted her eyes and quickly fabricated a reason to step away.

His gaze sharpening, Calvin caught the flicker of panic in Lacey’s eyes, which only deepened his suspicions about her.

Lacey turned the place upside down, searching endlessly for her phone, yet it stayed stubbornly out of sight. With no other option, she reluctantly sought the assistance of the servants since she needed to reach Cody immediately.

Unbeknownst to her, the phone was securely in Calvin’s grip. He had secretly installed a surveillance application on it—a clever little tool he’d crafted for his amusement.

This app was designed to remain concealed. If anyone stumbled upon it, a simple tap would only display what appeared to be a harmless, mundane application. Even attempting to uninstall it wouldn’t rid the device of the application. It would merely remove the icon from view. Were Lacey to stumble upon the app, she’d probably brush it off as a pointless piece of software she’d unknowingly downloaded. Though Calvin knew this ruse would likely not fool Jake, it would work perfectly well on Lacey.

After downloading the app, Calvin stealthily placed the phone in a shadowy corner of the room.

A vigilant servant soon stumbled upon it and handed it back to Lacey.

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However, Lacey was preoccupied with her backup phone, hurriedly reaching out to Cody and barely glancing at her returned phone. Her fingers danced anxiously across the keyboard as she fired off a message to Cody, her nerves frayed.

“What on earth did you give me, Cody? Why is Elma exhibiting such bizarre behavior after taking it? Can’t you see the trouble you’ve thrown us into?”

As Lacey pondered, her fear sharpened, infusing her words with a tone of accusation.

Cody’s response was frustratingly indifferent.

“What’s the fuss about? You’re an experienced doctor. Just claim medications you prescribe must be taken with religious precision, and the fault lies in Elma’s negligence, which provoked the side effects, not yours.”

Lacey’s fury mounted.

“But there’s no such medicine whose missed dose leads to drowsiness as a side effect. If Jake detects any discrepancies, we are doomed. And let’s not forget, it was your hand that passed me this ticking bomb. If things go south, I’m dragging you down with me.”

Cody seemed amused by her fierce declaration.

“Chill down. No need for theatrics. I admit, this complication was unforeseen, but wringing our hands won’t help now. We have two choices: keep administering the medicine to Elma, or cease and watch her slip into a week-long slumber, which will certainly draw Jake’s scrutiny, a scenario dooming us.”

“Thus, the optimal strategy is to ensure Elma consistently consumes her medication. Surely, managing that shouldn’t be beyond your capabilities, Lacey. It’s simply about reminding a forgetful child to take her medication, isn’t it?”

Lacey chuckled, a note of frustration seeping through her tone.

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