Chapter 718
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Cara thought about reconciling with Elma, but she knew it would be pointless.
The main reason? Caraâs lack of patience.
As Cara reclined on the chaise longue, her eyes slightly narrowed, her chilling words filled the air. âAnyway, now that things with Jake are stable, Iâll find a way to get rid of Elma. Sheâs in the spot that should belong to my own child one day. Sheâs had a good run. She ought to be content.â
Shocked by Caraâs words, Keely struggled to breathe and silently lowered her head.
It was then that Cara noticed Keelyâs lingering presence. She snapped, âIf you breathe a word of our conversation today, youâll vanish just like Elma.â
Drenched in sweat, Keely nodded and responded, âI understand.â Keely thought for a moment before adding, âThe surveillance footage will be ready tonight at the latest. Iâll bring it to you then.â
Cara, pleased, smiled and gave Keelyâs shoulder a pat. âStay devoted and diligent, and youâll see rewards. My jewelry box has many treasures. Feel free to choose something.â
Keely, visibly thrilled, nodded vigorously.
As evening arrived, Jake made it to the restaurant on time, but Clayton was delayed by half an hour. They exchanged displeased glances but skipped any overt confrontation. Cara, sensing the odd tension, playfully prodded Clayton, âWhatâs the matter, Clayton? Was there a disagreement with Jake? Tell me if he was at fault, and Iâll reprimand him for you. Keeping it bottled up isnât healthy.â
Clayton managed a forced smile. âNo. We just had a little dispute this afternoon, and it left a sour taste.â
Jake quickly said, âYeah. Iâve inspected my actions and realized I should have been more polite. Mr. Morgan, please donât take it to heart. Yet, I still think thereâs merit to my side. Please consider my point.â
At first, their words seemed innocuous, but Cara, with her sharp instincts, sensed that the two were putting on a charade. It didnât bother her much, though. If they chose not to confide in her, she would uncover the truth herself. She justified her actions for the familyâs peace. Otherwise, she wouldnât bother with these matters.
Throughout the dinner, despite the earlier tensions, Clayton and Jake seemed more at ease, even toasting several glasses of wine.
Clayton couldnât resist complimenting Cara on her culinary skills, while Jake gazed at her with what appeared to be a warm smile. The moment felt surreal to Cara, better than any dream could offer. She affectionately nestled closer to Jake, who welcomed her gesture by tenderly offering her some food.
Seizing the perfect moment, Cara asked, âJake, since weâre planning our future together, shouldnât we consider a wedding?â Cara recalled the proud declaration she had once made in Kallieâs presence, eager to turn those words into reality. The thought of sending Kallie an invitation, just to witness her envy, thrilled Cara.
Jake hesitated, his demeanor tense for a moment.
When Cara noticed his reaction, her eyes flickered with doubt, yet she maintained her smile. âIs there something youâre hesitant about?â
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