Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 928:

With his mouth firmly covered and no neighbors nearby, no one came to his rescue.

Kallie fought to contain her simmering anger, her gaze shifting to Brysen, who was trembling in fear nearby.

Her eyes instantly reddened, brimming with unspoken emotion.

“Brysen,” she whispered, stepping forward cautiously.

Kallie braced herself, expecting Brysen to lash out violently, but surprisingly, Brysen quickly wrapped her arms around Kallie, crying uncontrollably, as though she had endured a great injustice.

Kallie held Brysen close, stroking her back gently.

Regret weighed heavily in her voice.

“I’m so sorry, Brysen.

I was blind to what Neal has done to you.

I believed his lies and let you suffer so much.

If I could undo the pain he caused, I would.

Hit me, yell at me, or whatever it takes to ease your hurt.”

Brysen shook her head, burying her face against Kallie’s shoulder, still crying.

She no longer knew how to find the words or express what she was feeling.

Kallie’s grip tightened protectively around Brysen as guilt tore through her.

Neal’s betrayal wasn’t just cruel and unforgivable.

Her hatred toward him deepened.

Though Kallie longed for Brysen to vent her anger, she feared that the sight of blood would traumatize Brysen. Instead, she gently patted Brysen’s head.

“Brysen, wait for me in the car.

I’ll take care of this quickly.noveldrama

Don’t worry.

I’ll make sure those who hurt you pay for it.”

Brysen nodded but then shook her head.

She could grasp what was happening, but her emotions were easily overwhelmed.

It was clear that Brysen trusted only Kallie now.

After a great deal of persuasion, Kallie finally got Brysen into the car.

Seeing how deeply Brysen trusted her only made Kallie’s heart ache more.

As Kallie turned away, her eyes were filled with a cold, murderous intent.

She opened the villa’s door, unveiling a spacious, luxurious living room.

Neal, with his questionable taste, had decorated it with gaudy gold accents, as though the extravagant decor could somehow prove his wealth.

But at least it was a step up from the dilapidated psychiatric facility where Brysen had been confined.

The thought of Neal living in luxury with her money while Brysen endured torment in that facility ignited a fire of rage within Kallie.

As Kallie approached, Neal nearly broke down in tears.

Having been beaten, he was far more subdued, but he was still unwilling to tell the truth.

The moment he saw Kallie, he quickly began to make excuses.

“Miss Nixon, I don’t know what I did wrong.

I admit, I didn’t take proper care of Brysen.

I had no choice but to send her away.

But that doesn’t justify your attack on me.

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