Chapter 748
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Jake shifted slightly, only to be greeted by a sharp pain. He realized he was in a private residence, which appeared modest from the layout. His clothes had been changed, and his wounds were carefully bandaged. Attempting to move brought only intensified pain, prompting Jake to remain still. He called out, his voice hoarse, âIs anyone there? Hello?â
Shortly after, the door opened, and a little girl entered. She was thin, with an ordinary appearance but lively, big eyes that reminded him of a deer in the mountains. She appeared to be about the same age as Elma.
Upon noticing Jake was awake, the girl hurried over and poured him a cup of water from a worn kettle. Jake felt distressed seeing her struggle with the kettle, but she managed to serve the water successfully.
She brought the cup to Jakeâs side. âHere, have some water,â she said in a local dialect that Jake surprisingly understood.
Jake thanked her, took a sip of the water, and felt immediate relief. The little girl reminded him of Elma, softening his expression.
âHello. Can you tell me, was it you who saved me?â Jake asked with difficulty.
The girl nodded and then shook her head. âIt wasnât me. It was my sister who saved you. She said you need to take good care of yourself, or youâll feel uncomfortable.â
âCould I meet your sister? Iâd like to thank her in person,â Jake asked.
The girl giggled. âNo, you canât. My sister is busy treating other people right now. Sheâll come to see you when sheâs free.â
Jake nodded and then remembered something crucial. âDo you have a phone? I need to contact my family.â The girl shook her head. âIt has rained heavily recently, and the floodwaters are rising. Thereâs no signal here.â Jake felt a wave of surprise. Where had he ended up? He posed a few more questions to the girl, inquiring if her sister had come across anyone else while rescuing him and how distant the city was from their location. The young girl admitted her ignorance with a simple, âI donât know.â
As Jake looked into her bright eyes, he offered a gentle smile. âSorry, Iâm just a bit worried. Iâll ask your sister when she has time.â
The girl nodded understandingly, and just as she turned to leave, a sudden thought made her turn back with a beaming smile. âSir, you look like a movie star with your height and good looks.â
âWhatâs your name?â Jake asked, his expression softening.
After a brief pause, she replied, âIâm Jeanee. I need to go now. Bye!â
With that, Jeanee waved cheerily and scampered away.
Jake observed the pouring rain outside, confirming the truth in Jeaneeâs words. Her kindness hinted at her sisterâs good nature as well.
Despite Jakeâs desire to stay alert, exhaustion overtook him, and he drifted into sleep. He was unsure how much time had passed when he awoke to find a figure sitting next to him in the dimness.
Memories of Kallie surged, overwhelming Jake with sorrow and regret. Instinctively, he grasped the womanâs hand and whispered, âKallie, is that you?â
As Jakeâs eyes adjusted, he realized he was looking at a stranger. This woman bore a striking resemblance to Jeanee, with her calm demeanor and expressive eyes. Yet, her face remained impassive, her expression unreadable. Being held by Jakeâs hand, the woman appeared slightly flustered, her cheeks tinging with a blush.
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