Chapter 644
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Jake took a deep breath, his fists clenched. The veins in his arms bulged. He couldnât leave Elma behind, especially since Cara was far from a good mother. He knew she wasnât bluffing and could go through with her threats.
Clayton was usually reasonable but would definitely side with Cara if the situation escalated.
Jake remained skeptical about Caraâs claim of their marriage and parenting a child before he lost his memory.
Cara got up from the floor and latched onto him, her grip shameless. She whispered in his ear like a ghost, âIf you donât want Elma to suffer, tell me who that woman was.â
Jake sighed. âI really donât know her. She was being bullied and came to me for help. Can you cut it out, Cara?â
Cara wouldnât back down. âYou donât know her, but you let her get close to you. You never let me do that!â
Jake looked at her with an icy stare. âWhile I donât want to be close to you, I donât mind othersâ closeness. Maybe you should think about why I keep pushing you away.â
Cara gritted her teeth in frustration. Knowing she wasnât going to get an answer, she softened her voice. âFine, I wonât push it.
Elmaâs been missing you at home. Can you come home with us tonight? If you insist on staying here, Iâll bring Elma to see you. She can ask you herself.â
Frustrated, Jake conceded. âFine, Iâll go back with you.â
Cara beamed, a triumphant glint in her eyes. She led Jake out of the bar.
The Morgan familyâs sleek car was waiting for them. That man who had harassed Kallie moments ago was lurking nearby, sucking up to the Morgan family butler.
The manâs eyes lit up when he saw Cara emerge. He rushed toward her, practically yelling, âMiss Morgan! You gotta help me!â
Cara, riding high on Jakeâs concession, thrilled that he was finally coming home, scowled at the manâs sudden appearance. âWhat the hell is going on?â
The man grinned, assuming Cara would definitely help him. However, his smile faded as he recognized Jake, the one who had challenged him and defended Kallie.
The man faltered and could barely sputter out a word.
galnÏvÑðµs.ð¬ð¸m â your update hub Caraâs patience snapped. She shot a withering look at the butler hovering nearby. âIs your nephew an idiot? Canât he even form a coherent sentence?â
The butler scurried over, shooting a disapproving glare at the man. Then, he turned back to Cara with a slimy grin.
âHeâs just a bit flustered to be in your presence, Miss Morgan.â
The butler assumed his nephew was too flustered to speak, so he jumped in to explain. âHereâs the deal. My nephew was minding his own business at the bar when that woman came on to him, strong.
When he turned her down, her friend jumped in and started mouthing off. Her friend even arrogantly declared his lack of fear of the Morgan family! It is well-known that the Morgan family is not to mess with, since even the mayor sucks up to them.
But the womanâs friend? Such arrogance!â
Cara let out a cold laugh. She was used to getting her way, and the thought of someone dissing the Morgan family pissed her off.
âThat woman is shameless!â she spat. âGet the bodyguards to surround the bar. Your nephew can point them out. I wanna see whoâs got the balls to disrespect the Morgan family.â
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