Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1017:

“You’re correct,” Kallie affirmed with a gentle nod.

Closing the gap between them, Jake leaned in and murmured in her ear, “Tell me, is it affection or respect you feel? Or could it possibly be hatred? If you hate me, the intensity of your feelings might mislead you to believe I’m important, even if your memory fails you.”

His voice was warm, deep, and captivating, tinged with an enticing allure. Yet, his words carried a chilling detachment.

Kallie’s eyes widened in shock, a bewildered expression crossing her face.

“Why would I hate you? I harbor no such feelings toward you.”

Jake squared his shoulders, fixing Kallie with a serious gaze. A wave of sadness washed over him unexpectedly. He managed a strained, bitter smile.

“It’s because you’ve forgotten it all—the disputes, the bitterness between us. Your hatred is buried in forgotten memories. Once those memories return, it will all make sense.”

He let out a deep sigh, fatigue evident in his voice.

“I’m weary. You should rest,” he stated, turning to walk away.

Kallie’s gaze lingered on his retreating figure, noting the forlorn slouch of his shoulders. A pang of sadness gripped her, tightening her chest inexplicably. Why did this sadness envelop her so? It was peculiar, almost as if a part of her mourned a loss she couldn’t recall. She exhaled a soft sigh, her gaze drifting elsewhere.

Shortly, a servant escorted Kallie to a room. However, it wasn’t the guest room she expected.

Standing at the doorway, Kallie instinctively objected.

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“Please, take me to a guest room. It isn’t right for me to stay here.” Confusion clouded her thoughts as soon as these words escaped her lips. She didn’t recall ever being in this room before. How did she know it wasn’t meant for guests?

The servant looked at Kallie with a mixture of curiosity and surprise. Suppressing a surge of excitement, the servant inquired cautiously, “Why do you say that, Miss Nixon? Have you remembered something?”

Everyone was aware of Kallie’s struggle with amnesia and felt the urge to disclose the truth to her. However, Jake had explicitly instructed them to keep silent about his shared past with her. They recognized Jake’s discontent, knowing he preferred Kallie to uncover her memories independently. Yet, it was evident that Kallie’s memories were still shrouded in fog.

Kallie’s fingers tensed, curling into a gentle fist as confusion clouded her face. She shook her head, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

“No, I’ve never been in this place before. I don’t know why. I just… I just…”

Her eyes darted around, searching for an explanation that would make sense.

“It’s just that the layout here—it doesn’t really resemble a guest room. That’s why I mentioned it.”

The servant exhaled a soft sigh of disappointment but quickly masked it with a reassuring tone.

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