Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1076:

“Go back to sleep,” he said softly, his tone carrying a warmth that made her chest tighten.

“I’ll handle everything.”

Kallie nodded, her voice caught in her throat. It wasn’t laziness that made her comply—it was the undeniable soreness and exhaustion that left her body unwilling to move.

As Jake stood, her eyes involuntarily followed him, tracing his movements. Her ears turned crimson as she realized where her gaze lingered, and she quickly looked away, sinking back into the quilt to hide her flustered expression.

Jake dressed impeccably and handed a fresh nightgown to Kallie.

At first, Kallie was confused by his choice, but her eyes quickly drifted to the scattered remains of her clothing on the floor, and the realization hit her. Clearing her throat, she tried to mask her embarrassment.

“But walking out of here in a nightgown doesn’t seem very appropriate,” Kallie remarked.

Jake smiled slightly, raising an eyebrow.

“And if I send someone to your room for clothes, or have them bring you an outfit, that would be far less discreet. You’d rather explain why you’re borrowing clothes from here?”

Kallie couldn’t find a good counterargument, but that didn’t stop her from glaring at him, her frustration evident.

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“You’re the one who ruined my clothes,” she replied, crossing her arms.

Jake’s confidence faltered for a moment, a rare flash of unease crossing his features as he glanced away.

With no other choice, Kallie began slipping into the nightgown.

The moment she moved, however, a sharp pang shot through her body, making her gasp softly.

Unable to watch any longer, Jake stepped forward to help Kallie dress.

Surprisingly, Kallie did not resist his intimate touch. Despite it being her first time being close to someone since her memory loss, she felt no discomfort. Her body seemed to remember what her mind had forgotten.noveldrama

Instead of speaking her thoughts, Kallie repeatedly looked up at Jake. Facing her, he had shed his usual cold demeanor. He felt like the warm breeze that follows a long winter, his smile gentle.

Kallie’s mood lifted inexplicably as she gazed at him.

Once dressing her, Jake held her close.

They lay together quietly, savoring the peaceful moment.

A sudden clarity hit Kallie as she remembered her purpose for visiting Jake the day before.

“Mr. Ree— Jake,” she corrected herself mid-sentence, dropping the formal title as it no longer seemed fitting.

“Did you forget? I told you yesterday that I needed to discuss something with you.”

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