Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 43:

“What? Jake, what are you saying? How could this be?” Sarah blinked, her voice trembling with shock. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to comprehend his accusation. “Jake, I had no idea those men were sent by Stella. Why would you think I’m involved? How could you suspect me?”

“Isn’t your relationship with Stella supposed to be good? At the club, didn’t you two gang up on Kallie? Can you honestly deny that?” Linsey interjected sharply, her voice filled with accusation.

Linsey, just as confused as she was furious, couldn’t understand how Jake had connected the dots so quickly. If Stella was behind this attack, it was beyond vile. Stella had tried to humiliate Kallie before but failed miserably at Jerome’s birthday banquet. Was this revenge for that embarrassment?

“Stella has no reason to target Kallie unless you pushed her into it!” Linsey continued, glaring at Sarah.

Sarah’s eyes darted between Jake and Linsey. “She embarrassed herself at the banquet! And we’re not even close! It’s all just surface-level. I was teasing Kallie that day at the club, but I didn’t mean any harm!” Sarah protested, her voice shaking as she looked pleadingly at Jake, avoiding Linsey’s eyes.

Jake regarded Sarah for a long moment before turning his attention to Kallie. “What do you think?”

Kallie shook her head, indicating that she didn’t believe Sarah had been involved. Even if Sarah had claimed innocence, Kallie knew that voicing her doubts wouldn’t change Jake’s mind. If he truly suspected Sarah, he would act. But it seemed Jake was merely looking for a way to close the matter without causing more trouble. Sarah would likely face no consequences. Meanwhile, Linsey’s bookstore was in ruins, and there was no sign of anyone stepping up to take responsibility for the damage.

“Forget it, as long as you’re okay,” Linsey sighed, rolling her eyes at Sarah before moving closer to Kallie. “Let’s go to the hospital and get you checked out. You need an X-ray to make sure your lungs are alright.”

“Yes, we should do that,” Sarah added, though her words lacked sincerity.

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“I’ll drive you,” Jake said, ignoring Kallie’s attempts to protest as he scooped her up and carried her to the car.

Sarah stood there in disbelief, watching helplessly as Jake left her behind once again, this time to tend to Kallie. It was a bitter scene that left her feeling abandoned.

Moments later, Ethan arrived, breathless and wide-eyed as he took in the destruction of the bookstore. “What happened here? Linsey, are you okay?” he asked, rushing to his sister’s side. But when he saw Jake holding Kallie, his expression darkened, and he hurried toward them.

Jake cut him off with a cold stare. “Go deal with your sister’s enemies and figure out who torched her store!” he commanded, leaving Ethan to handle the investigation while he took Kallie to the hospital.

After a thorough check-up, it was confirmed that Kallie had no serious injuries. By the time they returned home, it was already late.

Troubled by the day’s events, Kallie gestured to Jake, asking if there had been any updates on the culprits.

“They’re being interrogated. It looks like it’s connected to Stella,” Jake replied flatly, his attention focused on his phone, his voice devoid of emotion.

A wave of guilt crashed over Kallie. Once again, her presence had brought trouble to Linsey.

“You shouldn’t go to Linsey’s anymore,” Jake suddenly said. “It’s too dangerous.”

Kallie’s eyes widened. She gestured quickly, making it clear that Linsey wasn’t to blame. It was her own fault that so much trouble had been invited into their lives.noveldrama

“Linsey can’t protect you,” Jake added coldly. “She’s of no use.”

Tears welled up in Kallie’s eyes. Was that all Jake saw in people—whether they were useful or not? Linsey had almost been hurt because of her, and her bookstore was destroyed. Yet, Jake dismissed her friend as worthless.

For the first time, Kallie pushed back. Her hands moved with more intensity than usual, signing angrily. She made it clear that Jake had no right to dictate her friendships, and she blamed herself for the mess, not Linsey. She didn’t need protection from her friend—she needed to fix the problems she had caused.

After expressing her feelings, Kallie turned away and stormed upstairs, slamming the door to her bedroom behind her. Leaning against the door, her thoughts swirled in exhaustion. She half-expected Jake to follow, to force the door open in anger.

But the house remained silent.

Sliding down to the floor, Kallie felt utterly drained.

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