Chapter 845
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

âClayton, calm down.
Letâs talk about this calmly.
Donât get upset,â he said, his voice firm but soft.
Kallieâs brow furrowed, her resolve wavering as concern washed over her.
âNo matter what happens, you need to take care of yourself.â
Clayton shook his head, taking a step closer and looking intently at Kallie.
âKallie, if it means proving my sincerity to you, Iâd give up everything,â he pleaded, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Kallieâs gaze softened as she saw Claytonâs pale face and the desperation in his eyes.
With a sigh, she finally relented.
âOkay, letâs go home and talk about this. You shouldnât be standing out here in the cold.â
Clayton nodded weakly, a sigh of relief crossing his features.
Meanwhile, Jake was storming towards the back door, his face contorted in anger, the veins in his forehead visibly pulsing.
Lacey ran after him, her heels echoing on the pavement.
She stumbled, nearly twisting her ankle in her haste.
She let out a small scream, barely managing to regain her balance.
Jake, consumed by his fury, didnât even notice her near fall.
Lacey pulled herself together, a slight expression of discomfort crossing her face at Jakeâs indifference.
Despite her growing discomfort, she hurried after him, forcing a smile.
âMr. Reeves,â she said, her voice trembling.
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Frustration washed over Jake, who slammed his fist against the wall.
His knuckles cracked open, blood spurting from the wound.
Lacey winced.
She reached out to examine her wound, but Jake pulled away abruptly.
Jake took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
âIâm fine. You can go. Donât worry about me,â he muttered.
Lacey frowned, unconvinced.
âYou donât seem fine,â she said, her voice heavy with concern.
âLook, weâre friends, right? You donât have to keep it all to yourself.â
Jake showed no reaction and looked away.
Lacey noticed his reaction and knew what he was thinking.
âIs it that you donât trust me at all?â she asked, a hint of hurt in her voice.
Jake sighed.
âItâs not that I donât trust you. I just want to handle this on my own.â
Lacey was tired of holding back. She leaned closer to Jake and said, âI know this may sound harsh, but you need to see the truth. Maybe you and her had good times before, but now itâs clear that sheâs not the same person anymore. Honestly, I saw Kallie and Clayton today, and they were acting like a couple. They were even holding hands everywhere they went. If you donât believe me, ask someone else, do you really think Iâd make everyone lie to you?â
Jake, who was furious before, turned pale and his face reflected sadness at those words.
He shook his head.
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