Chapter 842
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

The boy was no older than Elma.
He was unlikely to have such means.
âHeat.â Kallieâs voice was a weak whimper, her eyes filled with tears and her breathing labored.
Seeing Kallie in that state stirred something deep in Clayton.
With his fists clenched at his sides, he struggled to keep his composure and asked, âKallie, do you recognize me?â
Kallie seemed to understand what he was asking.
Struggling, she raised her head to look around more intently.
Her vision was blurred, shapes and colours merging into a blurred dusk.
Overwhelmed by the most primal instincts, the air around her felt unbearably warm.
Suddenly, for reasons she couldnât understand, Kallie felt herself craving Jake.
It was a new sensation.
She had never felt like this with him before.
Weakly, Kallie tried to push Clayton away, whispering in a raspy voice, âYouâre not Jake.
I want Jake.â
These words destroyed any vestige of reason in Clayton.
The veins in his forehead throbbed visibly.
As Kallie oscillated between consciousness and unconsciousness, Claytonâs gaze darkened with a savage obsession.
He pulled her to him, imprisoning her in his embrace, his breath hot against her ear.
âWhy do you only see Jake, havenât I done everything for you? Even knowing heâs gone, you still cling to the memory of him.
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Tears streamed down Kallieâs cheeks as she unknowingly mirrored Claytonâs pain.
âJake is the only one in my heart.â
Refusing to accept her words, Claytonâs eyes filled with tears.
âIâve sacrificed so much for you, Kallie.
I wonât allow it.â
With those words, Clayton lifted her up, his actions swift and decisive as he closed the door behind them and walked to the only couch in the room.
Meanwhile, Lacey was navigating the party with Jake, but they hadnât seen Kallie or Clayton.
A wave of panic swept over Jake.
Lacey noticed the worry on his face.
âIf you want, I can ask around,â she said quietly.
âMaybe Kallie just went somewhere.â
Jake shook his head.
âNo, itâs okay.
We canât make a fuss.
If we cause a fuss, weâll draw too much attention.
We donât want Clayton to find out.â
Laceyâs eyes narrowed slightly, but she didnât say anything.
Just then, the crowd began to grow restless.
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