Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 203: Sarah's mood brightened immediately at Edgar's words. The anger vanished from her eyes, replaced by a spontaneous smile. “I knew Jake still cared about me," she declared, her voice filled with satisfaction.

However, a touch of frustration soon colored Sarah's tone. "But Edgar, be honest with me, is Jake so upset that he refuses to even see me?" Edgar sighed heavily. "Miss Miller, you're reading too much into it. If Mr. Reeves were truly that upset, would I be here discussing this with you? Everything I've told you comes straight from Mr. Reeves' confidences. Should Melinda or Shirley decide to visit one day, you'll need to be very careful not to disclose anything." "Of course," Sarah agreed, nodding earnestly.

"But..." Sarah's expression clouded with concern. "Jake is still angry with me. How can I appease him? You've been his confidant for years. Any suggestions?" Edgar appeared to ponder deeply before responding, “It might be wise to heed Mr. Reeves' suggestions. Visit his family less and refrain from seeing him at the company. Sdistance might just do the trick, allowing Mr. Reeves to recognize your considerateness." That idea seemed to resonate with Sarah, who smiled, relieved. "Don't worry. I get it. It's surprising, though, how that bitch Kallie managed to seduce Brent after realizing she had no chance with Jake. Given that Jake intends to use the child as leverage against Brent, I'll hold off on any actions against her." g☐☐☐ov- check it out! After saying that, Sarah casually flipped her hair back and added, "I'll wait a bit before going to see Jake." With a confident stride, Sarah then walked away in her high heels.

Edgar, feeling a wave of relief, patted his chest, thankful that he had managed to soothe Sarah. It seemed there would be a few peaceful days ahead.

Meanwhile, Kallie was completely out of the loop about the tension between Jake and Sarah. Not seeing them at the Reeves' residence, she relished the calm of the past few days.

However, Kallie soon realized that this tranquility was fleeting.

Returning to the Reeves' villa after work one day, Kallie noticed several Rolls-Royce cars lined up outside the gate, stirring a sense of dread within her.

Recognizing the vehicles, Kallie contemplated making a quick exit. But it was too late.

The security guard spotted Kallie and hurried over.

"Madam, your mother-in-law is here today," the guard informed Kallie. “She would like to see you as soon as you get back. She has something important to discuss with you." Kallie pursed her lips, took out her phone, and began to type a message. "I'm tied up with other commitments today and won't be able to meet with her. Please let her know we can arrange another tto talk." Kallie had just finished typing and was about to leave when a woman's voice halted her in her tracks. “Living in my son's house and trying to avoid me? What the hell was that?" The words made Kallie's heart pound. She spun around to face Shirley, her expression icy.

Shirley, flanked by a group, advanced toward Kallie with a hostile air.

Kallie remembered hearing from the servants that Shirley and Jake had fallen out over sdisagreement, leading to a strained relationship. Consequently, Shirley's visits had becinfrequent.

Kallie had once believed she would never cross paths with Shirley again.

Yet, there Shirley stood, scrutinizing Kallie's defensive stance and scoffing with a glint of disdain in her eyes. "Considering you and Jake are still legally wed, don't you think your reaction to seeing your mother-in-law is a bit much?" Kallie responded with sign language, her messages saying that she was already divorcing Jake and her stay here was only temporary for specific reasons. She stressed that any questions should be directed at Jake.

Sign language had been mandatory during Roderick's time, but Shirley, who harbored no fondness for Kallie, had always resented it.

Previously, Kallie avoided signing in Shirley's presence, hoping to please her.

But now, circumstances had changed. The concerns of the Reeves family no longer occupied Kallie's thoughts. She was living for herself now, reveling in a newfound sense of freedom.

Shirley scoffed and motioned to the bodyguards. “Can't you see this woman lacks basic manners? Take her inside. It's embarrassing to have her create a spectacle at the door." Kallie's expression grew even frostier. She surveyed the bodyguards surrounding her. Continuing to resist would only make things worse for herself.

Reluctantly, Kallie muttered curses under her breath at Jake and trailed after Shirley into the mansion. Meanwhile, to keep Sarah appeased, Jake had invited her to dinner.

Joy and affection shone in Sarah's eyes as she gazed at Jake. Had there been fewer people around, she might have leapt into his arms.

Looking around, Sarah voiced her discomfort, "Why choose such a crowded restaurant? It feels somewhat awkward with all these eyes on us." Jake offered a gentle smile. "Aren't the dishes here your favorites? I specifically chose this place, although it's always packed and reservations are tough to secure." Sarah nodded, acknowledging the truth of his words. Indeed, it was a premier eatery in the city, a popular spot among the affluent and influential. A reservation here required at least a week's notice. Jake seemed to have thoughtfully chosen the restaurant.

Yet, unknown to Sarah, Edgar was the one who had actually selected it.

Jake had made it clear they didn't need a secluded area and having more people around was preferable.

If not for his worry about Sarah making a scene, Edgar might have opted for a more ordinary venue.

Just then, Jake's phone buzzed. His expression shifted as he glanced at it.

Sarah, driven by curiosity, leaned in.

With a composed demeanor, Jake shifted his phone away, explaining, “It's an urgent call from work."

Despite his efforts, Sarah caught sight of the screen. It displayed a landline number from the Reeves family's villa. She yearned to confront Jake about his lie, but fear of his reaction silenced her. Jake ignored the call, but the phone rang once more. Compelled, he stood up and walked away, phone in hand.

As Sarah watched his worried departure, a wave of anxiety washed over her.

Out of Sarah's view, Jake's expression was tense, his voice icy. "Is something wrong with Kallie?"

The reply cthrough, tinged with distress. "Your mother has m unexpectedly arrived at your place. Something seems off. Mr. Reeves, you need to cback and check the situation." Hearing this, Jake immediately exited the restaurant. "Try to calm my mother down, I'll be back shortly," Jake replied before ending the call.

Dialing Edgar's number, Jake swiftly instructed, "Shirley's stirring up om trouble for Kallie again need to head back. Cook up sexcuse for Sarah, will you? Looks like I'm skipping dinner." Edgar paused before responding, "Miss Miller has been quite suspicious lately. If you take off now, she might throw a fit." "Let her throw her fit. I'm done playing these games," Jake replied icily.

Edgar exhaled deeply. "Understood." Edgar grasped that whenever Kallie was involved, Jake's judgment clouded over. Once Jake set his mind to something, no one could change it.

Left with no other choice, Edgar was tasked with dealing with Sarah by himself.