Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1075:

“It’s cold,” she whispered.

As soon as the words left her lips, the world tilted. Before Kallie could react, Jake had scooped her up with ease, carrying her to the bed with a determined stride.

When Kallie opened her eyes again, soft morning light filtered through the curtains. Her body ached in ways that made even the smallest movements feel like an effort, her limbs heavy with exhaustion.

A firm, warm hand rested against her waist, its presence impossible to ignore.

Her mind blanked for a moment, caught in the haze of waking. Then, like a floodgate opening, fragments of the previous night rushed back, each memory more vivid than the last.

Heat surged to her face as realization dawned. She stared at the hand on her waist, her thoughts a chaotic swirl of emotions she couldn’t quite name. Yet, for all her confusion, the idea of fleeing didn’t cross her mind. Instead, she lay there, dazed, her gaze fixed on that hand as though trying to make sense of it all.

The hand shifted, and a deep, slightly hoarse voice broke the silence.

“Awake?”

“Mm,” she murmured, her voice barely audible as she buried herself deeper into the quilt, seeking its comforting cocoon.

Jake’s gaze lingered on her, a hint of confusion flickering across his face. Though the alcohol had dulled his senses the night before, his memories remained intact. What had transpired felt surreal, as though he were still caught in some vivid dream. Yet, it wasn’t a dream. The reality of having Kallie beside him felt both startling and precious.

For a brief, selfish second, Jake allowed himself to entertain a dangerous thought. What if she never remembered her past? Free of the weight of her old memories, they could leave everything behind—every complication, every shadow—and start anew.

Once the thought had taken root, Jake found it difficult to shake. It wasn’t just wishful thinking. It felt plausible, almost natural, especially since so much time had passed without any sign of her recalling her past.

As Kallie burrowed deeper into the quilt, trying to hide her embarrassment, Jake chuckled. The sight amused him, and with a gentle tug, he pulled her upward.

Caught off guard, Kallie gasped, her wide eyes meeting his. The sudden proximity made her heart race, and the flush on her cheeks deepened. Despite being in his thirties, his physique was lean and well-defined, and his straightforwardness left her struggling to keep her composure.

Feeling overwhelmed by the moment, Kallie tried to sit up, only to wince as a sharp ache flared in her waist.

“Shouldn’t we get dressed first?” The instant these words escaped, she regretted it. What was she even saying? Her awkwardness was palpable, and Jake’s reaction only made it worse.

ake’s lips curled into a genuine smile, his amusement unmistakable. He rarely laughed so freely, and Kallie couldn’t help but be momentarily mesmerized by it. She had never seen him like this before—unguarded, at ease. It was almost as if she were seeing a new side of him, one she hadn’t realized existed. Reaching out, Jake gently touched her flushed cheek, his touch light yet steady.

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