Chapter 169
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

âI understand,â Sarah replied, though with hesitation.
The manâs voice remained calm as he continued. âItâs odd, isnât it? Now that Jake treats you so well, it feels like heâs just putting on a show.â
Sarah bristled at his words. âHe loves me for real! How can you say heâs pretending?â
The man silently labeled Sarah a fool. Direct confrontation wouldnât serve his purposes; he needed her cooperation, and offending her wouldnât help. Sarah, after all, could still interact with Jake without rousing any suspicion.
âDonât worry,â the man assured Sarah, slowing the car. âIf Jakeâs affection for you is just a façade, then his true feelings must still lie with Kallie. We can exploit that. When the time comes, weâll drug her too, and have the same effect.â
Sarahâs expression soured. She exited the car abruptly, raising her voice. âIâll prove to you that Jakeâs love for me is real. Just wait until my birthday party!â
With a knowing smirk, the man responded, âIâm eager to see what you pull off.â
Just then, the manâs phone began to vibrate. As soon as he saw the caller ID flash on the screen, his tone shifted to one of marked respect.
Meanwhile, Sarah drifted further away, rendering Edgar unable to catch the manâs words.
Frustration surged within Edgar. He was so irritated that he almost hurled his earpiece to the ground. He had been on the verge of discovering who had drugged Jake.
Taking a moment, Edgar steadied his breathing and emotions, then quickly made his way to Jakeâs room.
Upon entering, Edgar found Jakeâs condition had greatly improved.
Jake was perched on the bed, absorbed in a book. Noticing Edgarâs grave face, he showed no sign of surprise. âSarah was involved, wasnât she?â
Edgar was startled. âMr. Reeves, youâd figured this out?â
Every chapter lives on g a lno vels ; comm âYes,â Jake replied, snapping his book shut. âIâve been sensing something was off ever since Sarah came back. She used to be an open book, eager to say anything to please me. Now, sheâs secretive, making calls and sending messages behind my back. I suspected something for quite some time. When I told you to watch Sarah today, I had already pieced it together.â
Edgar bristled with anger. âMr. Reeves, the Miller family dared to drug you. Shouldnât we take action?â
Jake gave Edgar a measured look. âYouâre losing your edge. Have you forgotten what Iâve taught you?â
Edgar slightly bowed his head, a hint of guilt shadowing his features. âIâm sorry, Mr. Reeves. I just got too angry.â
Jakeâs expression grew stern. âThe Millers donât have the courage or the capability for this. There are others pulling the strings. Theyâre using the Miller family because of my past with Sarah. I did certain things to make Kallie jealous, and those people got the wrong idea. The Millers are mere pawns, used for minor tasks. Even if the Millers get caught, the real culprits can easily wash their hands of it. If we strike at the Millers now, weâll only tip off the real masterminds.â
Edgar paused, considering Jakeâs logic, though his anger lingered. âBut Mr. Reeves, what about your health? Should we play along and take the medication?â
Jake didnât respond directly. Instead, he questioned Edgar, âYou havenât disclosed everything about Sarahâs conversation with that man, have you?â
Feeling somewhat guilty, Edgar hesitantly confessed, âNo, I feared it would distress you.â
In a sudden motion, Jake threw the book he was holding at Edgar.
Unflinching, Edgar stood his ground. âMr. Reeves, even if youâre upset, Iâm committed to this course. Right now, your health should be your priority, not these distractions.â
Jake let out a deep sigh, his expression growing intense. âEven though you didnât tell me, I can figure out their scheme. If they have to, theyâll drug Kallie.â
Edgar looked even more astonished. âMr. Reeves, youâve deduced that as well?â
Leaning back against the pillow, Jake closed his eyes. His already pale complexion appeared even more delicate beneath the dim light.
Jake explained, âItâs not hard to predict their moves. Otherwise, I wouldnât have fallen for their tricks so easily. And Edgar, donât think Iâm doing all this for Kallie. Sheâs not the reason. Theyâre targeting me. Dragging Kallie into this just isnât fair.â
Edgarâs frustration grew. âIf she ever discovers what youâve doneâ¦â
Jake let out a laugh, as if heâd heard the funniest joke. âShe wouldnât believe it. In her eyes, Iâm just someone who would hurt her.â
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Kallie sneezed suddenly. She hugged her arms, feeling a chill, and blamed the overly cold air conditioning.
Rising to adjust it, Kallie was interrupted by Sophia bursting into the room, her anxiety palpable.
Sophia questioned, âWhat are you doing? Donât mess with that.â
Kallie typed on her phone to explain, âItâs really chilly here. Jerome just woke up, and with his frail health, he might catch a cold.â
âA cold?â Sophia sounded incredulous. âThe doctors warned of heatstroke in this weather. My father isnât young anymore. Heatstroke could cause even bigger problems. What exactly are you doing here so often?â
As Sophia spoke, her eyes raked over Kallie critically.
Feeling the weight of Sophiaâs stare, Kallie squirmed, mindful that she was on the Hayes familyâs territory and needed to maintain her manners.
âEnough!â The sharp command came from Jerome on the hospital bed.
Kallieâs spirits lifted at the sound of his voice, and she quickly moved toward him.
Upon Kallieâs arrival, the nurse had told her that Jerome had just taken his medication and was asleep. Now seeing Jerome awake and alive flooded Kallie with relief.
However, before Kallie could get closer, Sophia hastened forward and shoved Kallie aside.
Sophiaâs smile was flattering as she asked with a hint of caution, âDad, is there any discomfort? What would you like for lunch today?â
Jerome coughed several times and gestured dismissively.
Sophiaâs reluctance was evident in her voice, tinged with dissatisfaction. âWhy should I leave? Why let her stay? Honestly, I donât trust her. The doctor mentioned that outsiders shouldnât be allowed in. Brent knows about your condition, yet he insisted on letting her in. Heâs putting a woman over his own family.â
Kallie glanced at Sophia. Sophia seemed strange. She hadnât done anything to upset Sophia, had she? Why was Sophia showing such animosity toward her?
Perhaps it wasnât about her, but about Brent.
It appeared Irene was right; Brent really was in a precarious situation within the Hayes family.
Jerome said nothing, merely fixing Sophia with a stern gaze.
Sophia appeared slightly intimidated and stood up hesitantly.
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