Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1071:

“Jake! Jake!”

The word, so simple yet laden with meaning, sent a strange emotion rippling through Jake’s chest. It swelled, spreading through him like a wave he couldn’t contain. His gaze lingered on Kallie’s sleeping face, his expression caught somewhere between confusion and something deeper—something he wasn’t ready to name.

Her grip on his wrist remained firm, and though part of him wanted to pull away, he hesitated. If he moved, he would wake her, and for reasons he couldn’t quite explain, he didn’t want that to happen.

Instead, Jake shifted to the sofa, sitting quietly as his thoughts churned. His gaze rested on her, studying her features, the faint crease in her brow now smoothed out.

Kallie stayed still for what felt like an eternity, confirming she wasn’t pretending—she was truly asleep.

A soft sigh escaped Jake, and after a moment, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Did you really call out to me in your dream?”

Deep down, he knew the truth. Back when Kallie had yet to regain her ability to speak, the only voice she could utter was his name. But Jake dared not dwell on this, dreading to let hope take root. Hope only led to more disappointment.

When Kallie finally turned over in her sleep, releasing his hand, Jake quietly stood. His gaze softened as it lingered on Kallie’s peaceful face. Without thinking, he reached out, his fingers lightly brushing against her cheek. It was fleeting, a moment stolen in the privacy of the empty room. Kallie remained unaware.

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Jake pulled his hand back reluctantly, forcing himself to look away. With a deep breath, he turned and walked away, leaving behind the sofa and the emotions he couldn’t afford to show.

Back at his desk, Jake sat down, burying himself in his work.noveldrama

Meanwhile, Kallie stirred slightly. For a brief moment, she thought she felt something—a faint, almost dreamlike sensation. Her eyes fluttered open, scanning the room, but it was empty. Convincing herself it was nothing more than a figment of her sleep-addled mind, she turned over and drifted back to sleep.

When Kallie finally woke again, the room was dark, and the stillness felt heavier. She sat up abruptly, disoriented, her thoughts slow to piece together. The realization struck her—she had fallen asleep in Jake’s workplace.

Her heart skipped a beat as she glanced around. The chair where Jake had been sitting earlier was empty, and there was no sign of him. She didn’t know when he had left, but the realization that she had been alone in his space startled her.

Bits of the day came flooding back, and with them, the headache of remembering why she’d come in the first place. Her mind cleared quickly, and she groaned, running a hand through her hair in frustration.

Lately, Kallie had been plagued by an unusual fatigue that left her feeling drained at odd times. It wasn’t something she could fight off—when it hit, it pulled her under like an irresistible tide. Maybe it was the peaceful atmosphere of Jake’s workplace, or perhaps the trust she subconsciously placed in him, that made it easy for her to let her guard down and fall asleep.

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