Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 764:

The words struck her like a hammer. The deceased had been identified as Jake Reeves.

Unlike yesterday, there were no frantic cries. Kallie sat frozen, clutching the paper, her grip so tight that her knuckles turned white.

Clayton watched her closely. A flicker of something unreadable crossed his face, but his voice remained soft, almost disbelieving. “Kallie, it’s not Jake, is it?”

After what felt like an eternity, Kallie found her voice. It came out bitter and broken. “It’s him. The dead man… It’s Jake.”

Clayton’s eyes widened in feigned shock. “How is that possible?”

Kallie, unable to hold it in any longer, crumpled the paper and tossed it into the trash.

Clayton’s voice was gentle but probing. “Now that Jake’s body has been found, it’s best to give him a proper funeral. Kallie, take a few days to rest. I can handle all the arrangements.”

Kallie shut her eyes, her emotions in turmoil. “No funeral,” she muttered, her voice strained. “He hated crowds when he was alive. He wouldn’t want any fuss after he’s gone.” She paused, breathing heavily. “I need to be alone, Clayton. Please leave.”

Clayton hesitated, watching her for a moment longer, then nodded silently and left the room.

Once Clayton stepped out, his face clouded with frustration. His assistant, sensing the tension, hurried to his side.

The assistant whispered nervously, “Mr. Morgan, does she suspect anything?”noveldrama

Clayton’s expression tightened, but he shook his head. “No. If she had figured it out, I wouldn’t have walked out so peacefully.”

Then, Clayton’s voice grew bitter, almost incredulous. “What surprises me is how much she loved him. What did Jake have that made him so unforgettable to her?” Clayton’s jaw clenched, his anger barely concealed.

The assistant, taken aback, frowned in confusion. “But didn’t Miss Nixon say she didn’t want a funeral? Doesn’t that mean she’s indifferent to his death? Maybe she collapsed yesterday just to put on a show to others.”

Clayton let out a cold laugh, his face darkening with frustration. “You’re such an idiot. You know nothing. The more she acts like that, the more it means she can’t let him go.”

A shadow of sadness passed over Clayton’s face. No matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, he could never win Kallie’s love. If he was going to have any chance, he needed another plan, a different approach.

Clayton gave his assistant a pat on the shoulder, his voice calmer now. “You did well this time. Now, I have another task for you.”

The assistant nodded eagerly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Morgan. Whatever it is, I’ll handle it.”

Elsewhere, Jake stirred awake, the morning light filtering into the room. His head throbbed, and a wave of dizziness hit him as he struggled to make sense of time. How long had he been out?

Jake pieced together the fragments of memory. He had fallen asleep yesterday morning and hadn’t woken up until now. That wasn’t normal.

Jake frowned, recalling how odd he’d felt after breakfast, woozy and disoriented. Could there have been something in his food? But it didn’t make sense. Would Lacey really do something to harm him?

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