Chapter 168
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Despite Sarahâs tears soaking the evening, Jake remained unmoved, his door firmly shut.
As the clock struck past midnight, Sarahâs cries dwindled to a weary silence.
Slumped against the cold floor, her gaze hardened with deep-seated bitterness. Did Jake really love her? Her heart sank under the weight of his indifference. How could he be so heartless?
Sarahâs mind raced for any reason behind Jakeâs coldness toward her. Perhaps it was her own actions against Kallie that had turned him away. Could it be that Jake harbored feelings for Kallie, especially now that she was carrying his child? What role did that leave for her? Was she doomed to be the perpetual other woman, never to claim his name?
These thoughts swirled in Sarahâs mind, fear causing her body to shiver.
A shadow of spite flickered in her eyes. No, this couldnât be her fate.
As dawn crept in, Edgar approached Sarah. âMiss Miller, Mr. Reeves was merely caught in a moment of rage. Please get up,â he said, extending a hand to help her.
Sarahâs face clouded over, yet curiosity got the better of her. âDid Jake send you?â
Edgar forced a smile. âOf course,â he lied.
A glimmer of relief passed through Sarahâs stern features.
Edgar muttered a curse under his breath. Jake was still seething over Sarahâs careless actions that had hurt Kallie.
Realizing that if they continued to ignore Sarah, she might catch on, Edgar decided to console her.
Once Sarah calmed down, she began to overreact again. âBut I feel like Jake doesnât even care about me. If he did, heâd come to me himself instead of sending you. Maybe heâs still angry and doesnât want to be around me. If thatâs the case, I might as well leave.â
âPlease,â Edgar quickly intervened. âThatâs not true. Mr. Reeves is upset, not because you did something intentionally wrong, but because you were thoughtless. Look, Mr. Reeves fell ill suddenly, and because of you, the whole city knows about it. You ought to see the bigger picture. What Jake needs is a partner who stands by him and helps manage things.â
Sarahâs eyes sparkled with sudden understanding.
âEdgar, are you being honest? Is this really what Jake wants?â
Edgar nodded firmly. âAbsolutely.â
A blush tinted Sarahâs cheeks as she smiled brightly, her eyes glowing with joy. âSo, thatâs how he thought? I really messed up, didnât I? I deserve some kind of punishment.â
Edgar fought back a grin. No wonder Jake called Sarah a moron. Such half-hearted words would only be believed by Sarah.
Unaware of Edgarâs amusement, Sarah was lost in her daydreams. Indeed, to stand by Jakeâs side, she knew she had to be sensible.
Sarah resolved to better herself, to be the perfect partner for Jake, one who would never let him down.
Fueled by this thought, Sarah felt a surge of motivation.
A sudden idea struck her, and she approached Edgar with a bright smile. âEdgar, I went too far yesterday. Could you please take me to see Jake? I owe him an apology.â
Edgar caught the inquisitive look in her eyes but didnât turn her down, responding with a magnanimous nod.
âSure, Iâll take you up there now.â
Yet, Sarah hesitated. She took a step back. âActually, forget it. Iâm not quite presentable at the moment. I should head back, rest, and change.â
âSure,â Edgar agreed, smiling.
Feeling upbeat, Sarah shared her thoughts, saying proudly, âI used to think that, although Jake trusts you, you lacked insight. You never seemed to make an effort with me. Now, I see youâre quite capable. I had thought about dismissing you once Jake and I were married, but I might just change my mind.â
Edgarâs lips twitched in response. Sarah expressed her arrogance with unmistakable poise.
Edgar flattered her. âIn the past, I was less mature, but now I know whose advice truly matters. Miss Miller, may I have the chance to prove myself to you once more?â
Sarah tilted her head up, her demeanor arrogant. âCertainly.â
Edgar made a courteous gesture. âThen, may I have the honor of sending you back?â
Sarah, who had arrived in a state of panic and concern, now departed with her head held high, radiating confidence.
Edgar respectfully trailed behind her.
The chatter among those at the villa grew louder.
âThings are bound to change. Despite Mr. Reevesâ promise to his grandfather not to divorce, it seems inevitable now.â
âA mere marriage certificate cannot quench the fires of true love. Jake and Kallie were never meant to be.â
âSarahâs from a rich family. Kallie simply doesnât measure up.â
âAfter yesterdayâs events, for Mr. Reeves, a man of little tolerance, to forgive Miss Miller? It must be love.â
At the front steps, Sarah halted Edgarâs progress. âYou may leave now. My driver will be here shortly.â
With a nod of understanding, Edgar stepped aside but lingered at the corner, keeping an eye on Sarah discreetly.
Soon enough, a black sedan pulled up at the gate, and Sarah climbed inside.
Moments later, Edgar listened in on Sarahâs conversation via his earpiece, capturing every word.
Sarah failed to notice that as Edgar helped her to her feet, he had surreptitiously slipped a bug into her pocket. Overwhelmed by his words, she had temporarily forgotten everything else at that time.
At this moment, Sarahâs conversation with a man was transmitted clearly.
âHowâs Jake doing?â the man asked, sounding nondescript and unmemorable. Edgar couldnât immediately identify him, wondering if it was just one of the underlings.
âIt seems to have worked. Heâs never lost control like that in front of others before,â Sarah responded.
From the corner of his eye, the man watched Sarah. âKeep an eye on his condition. Report back to us promptly.â
Sarah nodded and then paused, her voice filled with concern. âI think we should keep Jakeâs condition under wraps a bit longer. Itâs better to wait until the dust settles. Jake started suspecting me because of my actions yesterday.â
The man scoffed at her worries. âIf youâre hung up on romance, youâll never be able to manipulate Jake effectively.â
Stung by his words, Sarah replied with firm logic. âHe is looking out for me, so I need to do the same for him.â
The man laughed coldly. âIsnât it a bit too late for such sentiments? Donât forget, your family is also involved in this. When you agreed to drug Jake, did you consider the repercussions? Or were you just upset that he had feelings for someone else?â
At a loss for words, Sarah could only seethe in silence.
The man continued, âYou will follow our instructions, understood?â
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