Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 156: Brent was cut off mid-sentence.

Kallie sprang from her seat so abruptly that all eyes turned toward her.

Jake had anticipated her reaction. His smile widened, but his eyes hardened. Brent, visibly anxious, said to Kallie, "Kallie, this isn't your concern. Sit down." Ignoring Brent, Kallie marched up to Jake, her expression resolute.

Jake observed her approach, each step seemingly charged with determination.

Your next chapter is here galIt was jarring for Jake. Kallie's eyes, which once radiated warmth, now glinted with coldness.

Jake reminisced about how Kallie had once been so tender and tolerant. No matter how poorly he treated her, she would respond with a soft, helpless smile and accept it. Perhaps occasionally a bitter smile crossed her lips, but she had never given him such a cold look before.

Jake had always been frustrated by Kallie's gentle nature, wishing she would toughen up so he wouldn't have to worry about her as much. She had clearly toughened up, but now all her sharp edges seemed aimed directly at him.

Lost in his thoughts, Jake didn't immediately register that Kallie had closed the distance between them.

Kallie took a deep breath and began signing, indicating she would leave with him, but he must keep his promise to explain to Brent why the client was so upset. She stressed her compliance was only for one night, a condition he had to accept.

Kallie's hands trembled slightly, a detail not lost on Jake, who frowned with concern.

Jake wondered whether her fear was rooted in him or stemmed from deeper anxieties.

Currently, Kallie's mind seemed preoccupied with thoughts of Brent, leaving Jake in search of clarity.

Jake desired to know if she saw him as a monster prone to fits of anger.

With a forced smile that failed to mask the underlying tension, Jake spoke again, his words cutting through the air with icy precision, "Negotiations aren't in the cards for you or him. Do you grasp the reality of your situation, Kallie?" Kallie's face blanched at his words.

Before she could protest or plead, Jake was already on his feet, seizing her wrist with a firm grip. He propelled her toward the door.

"Kallie?" The voices of Irene and Brent echoed in unison, laced with anxiety as they scurried after Jake and Kallie. Their urgent strides brought them to the doorway just as they encountered Edgar, who had just wrapped up his own affairs.

Surrounded by a cadre of bodyguards, Edgar stood like a barricade, effectively blocking their way.

Edgar kept a courteous smile on his face, speaking with calm reassurance, “Rest assured, they are still legally bound by marriage. Mr. Reeves wouldn't bring her harm.” Brent's hands formed tight knots, his words laced with a stern warning. "He'd best remember that." Jake briskly ushered Kallie into the car. "Strap in," he said before turning the key in the ignition.

Panicked, Kallie hurriedly fastened her seatbelt, her eyes flitting anxiously toward Jake.

Before she could gesture anything, the car bolted forward, shooting through the streets like a released arrow.

As the dense urban landscape gave way to expansive countryside, the traffic dwindled until only occasional cars appeared.

Jake's foot pressed heavily on the accelerator, turning the ride into a headlong dash through the less traveled roads.

The car surged like a wild beast unleashed, causing Kallie to dissolve into tears, overwhelmed by fear.

Kallie wanted to scream and demand if Jake had completely lost his senses. With their unborn child within her, was he trying to endanger their lives? Fortunately, Jake's driving skills were exceptional. Despite the terrifying speed, he maintained a smooth ride. When the car finally halted, Kallie flung open the door and stumbled out, legs shaky and almost insubstantial. She nearly toppled over, catching herself on the car to stay upright.

Before she could even take a breath to steady herself, Jake was upon her, gripping her chin.

The force felt like it might dislocate Kallie's jaw, pain shooting through her face.

Jake was oblivious to the tears brimming in her eyes, his focus unyielding.

Jake's eyes revealed a flash of something seldom seen—it was pain. "Why are you doing this, Kallie? Do you really think so little of me?" Kallie was confounded by his reaction. He had driven dangerously, seemingly careless about the risk to both her and their unborn child, yet he stood before her, looking hurt as if he was the one betrayed.

In a desperate bid for freedom, Kallie signed rapidly, her gestures filled with urgency. It was the first tshe ever truly begged. She promised him that if he let her go, she would disappear from his life for good.

Jake froze, clearly taken aback, and slowly loosened his grip. He seemed momentarily adrift in his own emotions. With a heavy sigh, Jake turned away from Kallie, concealing his face from her. His voice, cold and detached, resonated through the darkness. "Fine. I can agree to that. But on one condition. If you end the pregnancy, I'll let you go immediately." The words struck Kallie with brutal force, sending a pang of pain through her heart, triggering intense physical spasms.

She had anticipated he might demand this, yet hearing the ultimatum aloud was excruciating.

Reeling from the impact of his words, Kallie stumbled forward, struggling to maintain her balance.

Kallie's first instinct was to grasp Jake's wrist and ask him what she had done to deserve this. This was his child— why didn't it have a chance to live? Yet, as her hand extended toward him, she hesitated and withdrew. She feared his potential responses could be even more heartless, and she doubted her ability to withstand them.

Quickly drying her tears, Kallie approached Jake with resolve etched across her face. She communicated through sign language, adamant in her decision not to terminate the pregnancy.

She declared that she would raise the child herself. She asserted her om independence, empkasizing that she was not his property and that he had no right to dictate the fate of her or the baby. Kallie placed her hand protectively over her belly, reinforcing her resolve.

Jake's response was a smile, but his eyes narrowed dangerously. "Kallie, do you know what happened to the last person who defiedlike this?" Jake's voice carried a veiled threat, but Kallie maintained her posture, standing tall and unyielding, refusing to betray any hint of fear.

Observing her resolve, Jake's menacing smile gradually dissolved. "Fine, have it your way," he conceded.

A wave of relief washed over Kallie, and she allowed herself a deep breath.

However, the moment was fleeting as Jake's tone took on an even icier quality. "But here's the deal. Until the child is born, you're staying with me. I need someone to handle my om everyday affairs. Don't worry, I won't intentionally harm your baby. I have no interest in blood on my hands. However, if you deny this arrangement, I can't promise the safety of anyone you might turn to for help. And don't even consider escaping. You know very well that I can track you down anywhere. Challenge that if you doubt it. Once the baby arrives, you're free to leave."

Kallie's gaze fixed on him, a mixture of shock and disbelief coloring her features. She gestured emphatically, questioning how he could possibly expect a pregnant woman to fulfill the role of a servant. Was there no shred of morality left in him? Jake's response cas a chilling laugh. "Morality? You dare lectureon that? Believe me, compared to your actions, I am nearly a saint." Kallie was stunned, not understanding what misdeeds he was referring to. This left her feeling both wounded and outraged, yet utterly without recourse to defend herself.