Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape - Chapter 1205
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Chapter 1205:
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Sarah had always convinced herself that Jake was meant to be hers. Perhaps, if she hadn’t let go of him back then, her life might have taken a different course.
In the solitude of the night, Sarah’s regrets festered, turning into a heavy emotional weight that relentlessly haunted her.
Through gritted teeth, Sarah hissed, “I don’t need your pity. Your provocations didn’t work on me. I planted the bomb. That’s all you need to know.”
Kallie crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair, her tone light but cutting.
“Does it matter? You’re dying with regrets anyway. Who would have thought you’d hold onto bitterness for so long, only to let another woman take the man you love in the end? Jake truly loves Lacey. You’ve seen it yourself. Tell me, is he kinder to her than he ever was to you?”
“Shut up!” Sarah snapped, her composure shattering. The thought of Jake and Lacey together in public stoked her jealousy into a raging inferno. But she had no choice. She was bound by that man’s demands. Sarah’s chest heaved violently as she struggled to steady her breath. She forced herself to calm down, taking a deliberate inhale.
“I told you, Kallie—I did it. Provoking me won’t work.”
Kallie studied Sarah’s resolute facade, feeling a pang of helplessness. Her curiosity burned to uncover the identity of the person who made Sarah take the blame and the full extent of their schemes. Could Jake truly be the mastermind?
As the police moved to escort Sarah away, she abruptly stopped.
Turning, she fixed Kallie with a chilling, sinister smile. Her pale, thin face seemed to carry the malice of a vengeful ghost.
Sarah enunciated with unnerving clarity, “Kallie, I’ll watch from heaven, watching as the people you love and trust betray you.”
Kallie’s heart skipped a beat, the venomous words striking deep. She opened her mouth to speak but found herself frozen, watching as Sarah was led away. Was Sarah’s statement a calculated ploy to unsettle her, or was there truth in her ominous warning?
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Kallie’s mind returned to Jake, the pieces of his past actions falling into a disturbing pattern. First, his call halted her from entering the retreat that day. Then, the inexplicable kidnapping and release of Elma. Given Jake’s manipulative tendencies, it made no sense for him to relinquish control once he was on the cusp of victory. Unless…
A chilling thought took root in Kallie’s mind. What if Jake’s true aim had never been custody but something far darker? Could his ultimate goal be the destruction of the children she held dear?
The realization sent a cold shiver down her spine, her thoughts spiraling with doubt and fear. The memory of Jake’s previous words echoed in her mind—his assertion that he would fight for custody. Perhaps, unable to win through the courts, he had chosen to strike at her heart in the cruelest way imaginable.
When it came to anything involving her children, Kallie couldn’t keep her emotions in check. Her mind ran through every possibility, and Jake’s behavior seemed far too suspicious. After all, he was the only one who could have persuaded Sarah to take the fall. Maybe he’d coaxed Sarah with sweet words and empty promises.
Doubts crept into Kallie’s mind. Sarah wasn’t so blindly in love with Jake that she’d sacrifice herself for his sake. No, Jake must have dangled something more tempting in front of Sarah. The more Kallie tried to piece it all together, the murkier it became. With no other choice, she instructed her people to discreetly keep tabs on the Reeves family’s activities.
While Kallie was digging for answers, so was Jake. Unlike her, he wasn’t distracted by misleading clues. His thoughts went straight to a name.
“Clayton,” Jake said, his voice sharp and cold.
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