Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 127: When Kallie heard Jake's words, a sudden panic propelled her to her feet. She hastily gestured for him to just whip up something easy for her.

Jake felt his anger ebb away at her reaction. He moved to the kitchen, noting its tidiness, and called for ingredients to be delivered.

When Edgar got the call, he double-checked the caller ID to confirm it was indeed Jake's number. He even speculated whether Jake's phone had been snatched. Although it was Jake's unmistakable voice on the line, the request seemed uncharacteristic of him.

"Mr. Reeves, you're askingto pick up groceries so you can cook?" Edgar asked, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth.

Jake grunted softly, picking up on Edgar's skepticism, his patience thinning. "Is there an issue?" "No! Of course not! I'll bring them right away!" Edgar blurted out, regaining his focus.

After ending the call, Edgar directed his team to handle the shopping. He made sure to remind them, "Once you deliver the groceries, leave right away. Don't bother Mr. Reeves, understood?" Jake had full confidence in Edgar's capability to follow through efficiently. Less than fifteen minutes later, all the ingredients Jake required were delivered.

Kallie observed Jake bustling about in the kitchen, her emotions tangled in confusion. She had never imagined she'd witness such a scenain her life. Jake's unexpected benevolence both surprised and disconcerted Kallie. Perhaps he recognized that he and Sarah had overstepped, and he was trying to make up for it. Yet, for Kallie, such gestures were no longer necessary.

Jake surprised Kallie by producing an entire spread of dishes. Expecting a culinary disaster, Kallie was genuinely impressed by how presentable everything looked.

Jake sat opposite her, choosing not to eat himself. "Please, try it," he urged, his voice slightly hoarse, betraying a mix of awkwardness and forced nonchalance. He couldn't stop stealing glances at Kallie's reactions.

gvlnovsis where magic happens Tentatively, Kallie took a bite. The food was delicious, defying her expectations. She gave a thumbs-up, praising his cooking while expressing her gratitude for his efforts to cook for her. Kallie's words carried a polite acknowledgment, but her face lacked true gratitude.

In the past few years, Kallie had always been the one to cook. Jake was particular about his meals and sometimes refused to eat if he wasn't interested. She had experimented with countless recipes to please him. Jake, on the other hand, had never really cooked, except for a childhood experiment. With no one else at home, the servants dismissed Kallie, leaving her to her own devices. She was too young then, barely tall enough to see over the stove.

When Jake returned from school to find Kallie left hungry, he was furious. He scolded the servants and dismissed them immediately. Then, Jake clumsily prepared a plate of what could only generously be called scrambled eggs for Kallie. After that incident, Kallie never allowed Jake back in the kitchen.

Now, staring at the well-prepared dishes before her, Kallie was lost in thought. It seemed he had learned to cook after all. The truth was that he had chosen not to cook for her before. It seemed he had refined his culinary skills for Sarah.

Throughout their meal, the silence was palpable. Jake silently watched Kallie, his gaze constant. Feeling his eyes on her, Kallie began to feel a bit pressured. She paused and set down her fork, asking what was on his mind.

Jake's reply cwith a nonchalant tone. "So, what's your plan? Are you going to stay here?" Caught off guard, Kallie simply nodded.

Jake took a deep breath, his hands tightening into fists before he managed to continue, "Look, whatever Sarah did, that's not on me. I didn't give her the keys. I had no idea she'd approach the butler. And for the record, I've fired the butler." Kallie was taken aback. So, this was why Jake had cto find her. He was trying to clear the air about these issues. She paused briefly and then sighed, telling him that these actions were uncalled for, since what had been done was done, and trying to make amends now wouldn't change anything.

Jake studied Kallie intently, hoping to discern any trace of emotion in her eyes, but they remained impassive. She seemed detached from the situation.

Restless, Jake shifted in his seat, crossing his long legs. "I'll take Sarah away for a break soon. Too much has happened recently. If you need anything while I'm gone, Edgar can help." Kallie's eyelashes fluttered momentarily, a subtle movement that betrayed little else. She nodded faintly, her demeanor still disinterested.

Jake felt a mix of confusion and frustration. The vibrant, eager girl who used to shadow him seemed a distant memory now. Perhaps she had grown weary of being kept close, like a pet confined to a cage. Kallie had transformed into a bird yearning desperately for freedom, with Jake unwittingly acting as the barrier holding her back. In her quest to break free, her resentment toward him had deepened over time.

The sudden scrape of Jake's chair against the floor startled Kallie.

Jake stood up abruptly, his expression troubled. Kallie felt perplexed. Why was he upset? Had she said something to offend him? Or was he here, humbling himself and seeking reconciliation, just for Sarah's sake? Did he want her to leave Sarah alone and cease stirring up trouble? Jake hesitated, his thoughts racing, but Kallie preempted him. She signed, pledging solemnly that as long as Sarah left her alone, she would do the same. She added that what happened before was inevitable and promised not to disrupt their lives anymore.

Jake's eyes turned steely, his voice cutting through the air. "Is that truly how you feel?" Before Kallie could respond, he let out a hollow laugh. "Fine. If that's your decision, remember your words today." Kallie bit her lip, masking her disappointment and bitterness.

Jake turned away without another word, the door slamming shut behind him.

Kallie didn't look back. Despite her efforts, tears welled up in her eyes. She stared at the table laden with food, a fingering reminder of Jake's E présence. But as he departed, that presence dissipated, leaving behind a void as if he had never been there at all. Determined to erase his memory, Kallie resolved not to touch the food and decided to discard it all.

As she sorted through her thoughts, Kallie reminded herself to move forward.

Once the clothes were repaired, Kallie hurriedly took them to Rachel, her anxiety mounting. Restoring them to their original state seemed almost impossible, and Kallie anxiously awaited Rachel's reaction. To Kallie's surprise, tears welled up in Rachel's eyes as soon as she spotted the repaired dresses.

Flustered, Kallie hurriedly typed a message. "I'm sorry. I promised to repair them, but this is the best I could manage. Please don't be disappointed. I'm sincerely sorry." Rachel suddenly grasped Kallie's hand, her eyes filled with tears but also with gratitude.

Shaking her head slightly, Rachel spoke softly, not upset at all. "In fact, I'm incredibly grateful Now! See why Hayden picked you. You're amazing. These dresses were in such bad shape, but you've restored them beautifully."