Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 17:

Kallie’s body tensed as Jake’s presence enveloped her. Nearby, Sarah’s piercing glare cut through the air, while other guests, who had arrived with Jake, looked on in surprise. Few were aware that Kallie was Jake’s wife, many mistaking Sarah for Jake’s partner.

Now, as Jake coached her in their golf game, right in front of Sarah, Kallie dreaded what might unfold next. Her palms grew clammy as Jake guided her swing, but their coordination was off, sending the ball veering far from the target.

“Been a while since you played?” Jake seemed oblivious to the tension, his chuckle resonating warmly near Kallie’s ear, making her shiver.

Kallie just nodded, unable to find her voice.

“Relax, put some power here,” Jake advised, gently adjusting her stance and chin, aligning her for the next shot.

Jake’s body pressed close, providing a comforting warmth that Kallie once longed for. Yet now, she wished only to escape.

“Jake, I want to sit over there. Will you come with me?” Sarah’s voice interrupted the moment.

“If you want to sit, go on your own. Don’t you have legs?” Linsey interjected sharply. Having witnessed Jake’s closeness with Kallie, and knowing Kallie’s hopes for their relationship, Linsey felt a surge of protectiveness.

Sarah’s face fell, her eyes still fixed on Jake with a mix of hope and resignation.

Jake appeared aloof, paying no heed to his environment as he continued to guide Kallie.

The second throw was notably more accurate.

“Nice shot! Now, try doing it yourself.” With that, Jake stepped back, releasing Kallie.

Linsey approached cautiously, eyeing Sarah suspiciously.

Sarah, however, showed no interest in competing for Jake’s attention and instead picked a new club from the bin and positioned herself at the course’s perimeter.

As Kallie lined up her shot, Sarah took her stance on the opposite side, looking determined, and swung her club.

“Oops!” Suddenly, Sarah’s club slipped from her grip, spiraling through the air and striking Kallie’s arm with a solid thump!

Taken by surprise, Kallie stumbled and fell. A vivid red welt quickly formed on her arm, left bare by her short-sleeved top.

“Kallie!” Linsey was at Kallie’s side in an instant, cradling her arm tenderly. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? Is it broken? Can you move it?”

The pain was nearly enough to bring tears to Kallie’s eyes, but she managed to shake her head.

Confused by Jake’s sudden show of affection, Kallie assumed he might be feigning interest in her to provoke Sarah. He wouldn’t take her side against Sarah. Thus, she rose to her feet and reassured Linsey she was fine.

“You can’t move your arm, yet you say you’re fine?” Linsey’s eyes gleamed with anger. She turned to face Sarah and snapped, “You did this deliberately! Just you wait! Do you think my family’s lawyers are a joke?”

“I… I didn’t mean to. I didn’t realize the club would slip from my hands. No one ever taught me how to play. I didn’t know the right posture…” Sarah’s voice broke as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her sobs came fast, painting her more as a victim while she subtly shifted the blame to Kallie.

“You didn’t mean it? So the club just ‘accidentally’ struck Kallie? Out of the entire expanse of this golf course, you had to be right next to Kallie? Well then, I suppose I didn’t ‘mean’ to do this either!” Linsey shouted, her fury peaking as she lifted her golf club, aiming at Sarah.

“Stop it!” Jake intervened abruptly.

Sarah quickly hid behind Jake, clutching his arm. “Jake, I swear it was an accident…”

“Fine. Kallie must be blind to marry a man like you!” Linsey hurled her club to the ground, shooting Jake a look of deep disappointment, and then turned to assist Kallie. “Let’s get you to the hospital,” she said gently.

Kallie’s arm was visibly swollen, a bad sign that something might be wrong with the bone.noveldrama

Linsey offered her shoulder for support as they began to walk away, but they hadn’t gone far when they heard footsteps.

Jake hurried over, took Kallie from Linsey’s grasp, and carried Kallie away from the golf course.

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