Chapter 840
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape
As Kallie spoke, she tenderly wiped the tears from Jeanetteâs face.
Jeanette had only ever experienced this gesture of affection from her sister.
Being with Kallie often awakened in her memories of her mother, whose face now faded from her memory.
Looking down, Jeanette murmured, âWhy are you so good to me?â
The question surprised Kallie.
Unsure what to say and not wanting to lie, she replied with a smile, âHonestly, Iâm not sure.
Maybe there was something about you from the moment we met.â
Deep down, Kallie knew the real reason.
It was because Elma had once disappeared and Caraâs mistreatment had caused her deep suffering.
Kallie still vividly remembered her first encounter with Elma.
Elma seemed like just a playful and innocent child.
As time passed, Elma often found herself isolated, bearing the brunt of the bullying in solitary quiet.
Kallie would often relive these memories in her dreams.
Elmaâs childhood episodes filled her with deep pain.
The regret persisted.
She never managed to get rid of it.
She constantly wondered why she had not found Elma earlier and why she had not been there to protect her then.
Because of this, Kallie felt a deep empathy whenever she saw another child suffer.
Jeanetteâs tragic past and her unusual maturity only made her feel even more sympathy for her.
With a soft sigh, Kallie whispered, âAll right, I wonât insist.
If youâd rather not face them, Iâll respect your wish.
But first, we need to tend to your wounds.â
Taking Jeanette by the hand, Kallie led the way.
Before leaving, Kallie informed Clayton, âIâll take her for treatment.
Weâll be back shortly.â
As she said this, Kallie didnât notice the peculiar look that crossed Jeanetteâs face.
Jeanette pondered Kallieâs words, trying to decipher their hidden meaning.
Why was Kallie being so nice to her for no apparent reason? Surely Kallie had some hidden agenda.
Maybe she was planning to gain her trust only to betray her later.
That had to be the reason.
Jeanette was convinced her sister wouldnât cheat on her.
Surely Kallie must be up to no good.
Jeanetteâs delicate fists clenched, her fingers digging into her palms.
As Jeanette and Kallie approached the villaâs guest lounge, Jeanette stopped suddenly.
He couldnât meet her eyes, his voice barely a whisper.
âI donât want to go there.
I know a secluded spot.â
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