Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1057:

Jake didn’t mind. He felt the warmth of her presence, the soft weight of her resting against him. For a moment, he hesitated, reluctant to let go.noveldrama

But then, regaining his composure, he began to pull his hand away, careful not to wake her.

Kallie, cradled in Jake’s embrace, stirred, emitting a gentle, drowsy murmur. Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, signaling she was on the verge of awakening any second.

This terrified Jake to such an extent that he froze, not daring to make the slightest move.

Jake was baffled by his own reaction. Why was he so reluctant for Kallie to wake up? He admitted to himself, selfishly, that he relished the tranquility of the moment. No schemes, no second-guessing—how he wished he could freeze time right there. Yet, reality begged to differ. His excessive wishes led only to inevitable disappointment when they crumbled.

Kallie’s eyes fluttered open. Upon awakening, she found herself wrapped in Jake’s arms. Her response was much more visceral than Jake’s. She immediately wriggled free from his hold and burrowed under the blanket.

Hidden beneath the blanket, Kallie’s wide eyes shimmered with shock, her mind reeling in disbelief. What had transpired? Had she really slept so vulnerably? How had she ended up in his embrace? It was no surprise that when she opened her eyes, his expression was tangled with emotions.

Mixed feelings of annoyance and bashfulness swept over Kallie, uncertain of Jake’s emotions.

Jake’s gaze lingered on Kallie, who had been cocooned in the blanket for quite some time now. His eyes dimmed, shadowed by concern. He pondered whether Kallie was deliberately avoiding him, a thought that wouldn’t surprise him. His earlier actions, though impulsive, were undeniably out of line. He had long since recognized that he ought to have avoided indulging in that fleeting moment of closeness.

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Rising from his seat, Jake couldn’t help but address Kallie, still shrouded beneath the blanket.

“Come on, it’s time to get up.” Her response came as a muffled whisper.

“Okay.”

Her tone suggested a lack of anger. Relief flickered across Jake’s face. The absence of anger in her voice was enough for him, for now.

As Jake turned toward the door to leave, a sharp knock echoed through the room. When he opened the door, there stood Lacey, waiting with an unreadable expression.

Lacey, who had arrived with medicine for Elma, paused, her surprise quickly melting into a radiant smile.

“Mr. Reeves,” she said, her delight barely contained.

Deep in thought about how to impress Jake, Lacey didn’t see the unexpected opportunity sneaking up on her until it was right there. Handing off the medicine to a nearby servant with a graceful flourish, her smile softened into something more tender.

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