Chapter 962
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Once again, Lacey found herself outmaneuvered by Kallieâs quiet confidence. Sheâd hoped to see Kallie crumble. But in the end, it was she who felt exposed and vulnerable.
Laceyâs jaw clenched, her teeth grinding together in frustration. Refusing to concede defeat, she raised her hand, fueled by a surge of anger. However, at the last moment, her hand faltered, her resolve crumbling. She couldnât bring herself to strike Kallie. It wasnât fear of Kallie that held her back, but fear of Jakeâs reaction. The thought of incurring his wrath and further alienating him filled her with trepidation.
Lacey bitterly admitted Kallie was correct. Her world indeed revolved solely around her love life and her infatuation with Jake. But that was okay. She could eventually win Jake over. After all, Kallie and Jake were currently estranged, presenting her with ample opportunity to stake her claim.
Emboldened by this thought, Lacey lifted her chin, a flicker of defiance in her eyes.
âKallie, donât think for a moment that you can crush my spirit. I wonât let you get to me. Time will be the ultimate judge. Iâll eventually supplant you in Jakeâs heart because Iâm confident that Iâm superior to you in every way.â
Kallie observed Laceyâs haughty departure with a soft sigh, choosing not to engage further. It was inconsequential. Her conflict with Jake had never centered around Lacey. Therefore, she had never truly viewed Lacey as a threat. The previous slap had been a consequence of Laceyâs egregious overstepping of boundaries. Under normal circumstances, she wouldnât waste her energy on such a trivial individual.
Unbeknownst to Kallie and Lacey, their heated exchange had been witnessed by three pairs of curious eyes from below. Sophieâs face contorted in disgust.
âThat woman is so manipulative, but sheâs clearly no match for our mother.â
Ga ln ovels . com fuels your imagination âSomeone like her could never hold a candle to our mom,â Calvin chimed in, his voice laced with disdain.
Elma, ever the astute observer, offered a more balanced perspective.
âThis is ultimately our dadâs fault,â she declared.
âIf not for his actions, someone like her wouldnât even have the opportunity to cross paths with our mother.â Her siblings nodded in silent agreement.
A wave of sadness washed over Elma.
âWhy is our dad behaving this way?â she wondered aloud, her voice tinged with sorrow.
âDoesnât he care about our mom anymore?â
Calvin scowled, his voice tinged with resolve.
âI just donât think we should push this. Plus, I genuinely dislike Jake. Heâs just not fit to be my father.â
Sophieâs expression fell with sadness.
âBut I remember seeing moments when our mom and dad were truly happy together. Thatâs why I get where Elmaâs coming from. Itâs hard not to feel heartbroken over their situation.â
Elma sighed heavily and admitted, âIâve tried everything within my power, but now itâs beyond my control.â
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