Escape of the Framed Mute

On the day of my one-year anniversary with Jasper Cole, his first love suddenly returned from abroad and kidnapped me.Giselle Ackley patted my face, her long, diamond-studded nails slapping against it."So, you're Aurora Greene? Jasper's charity case—the poor university student he's been sponsoring for six years?"You really do look a lot like me…" she remarked.I was stunned.I had always heard from Jasper's friends that he had a childhood sweetheart, a perfect "first love" that everyone adored. There were supposedly enough guys chasing after her to form a long line.This was the first time I had seen her.Looking at her face, I had to admit we did share some resemblance.However, she was the golden girl dressed head-to-toe in luxury brands, while I was an orphan who needed financial support just to attend university.I let out a bitter laugh.Jasper had sponsored me for six years after seeing my photo. I had once thought of him as my savior. It turned out his kindness wasn

I bent down to pick up the watch and gestured an apology.He grabbed my arm, his voice low and firm. "Trying to run off with my watch, thief?"I attempted to pull away, but his grip didn't budge. I tried to explain, but he didn't understand sign language.With no other choice, I pushed him into the empty bathroom of the neighboring private room.In the small space, our eyes met, and the atmosphere felt a bit awkward.I placed the watch on the sink and pushed it toward him, then typed an explanation on my phone, telling him what had happened.He finally understood, confirming, "So, you're hiding from two bad guys, not trying to run away."I nodded."Then why didn't you call the police?" he asked.I lowered my eyes.The Ackleys had too much power. Calling the police now would only alert them. I needed to gather more evidence to deliver a fatal blow.Once I was sure those two guys had left, I pushed open the door, ready to leave.The man grabbed my arm again."Wait, you're ju

Waylon had somehow gotten on the subway as well. Seeing me desperately pushing the thin man away, he pulled me behind him.The thin man wasn't backing down. "What do you think you're doing, pulling my girlfriend? We're in the middle of an argument! This is none of your business!"Waylon asked, "Is this scrawny dude your boyfriend?"I shook my head and started typing on my phone.He took my phone and said, "I learned some sign language overnight. I can understand."I signed a few words.After Waylon read my message, he grabbed the thin man by his collar. "You're openly harassing a woman in public and using her being mute to get away with it!"The thin man panicked. "What proof do you have? How can you accuse me? I'm calling the police! You can't hit me!"Waylon laughed. "Call the police if you want. I am the police! I'm the one who's going to deal with scumbags like you!"After we exited the subway, I followed Waylon to the police station.-In the end, the thin man was detai

I pushed the door open.Inside was a hazy mess filled with the smell of secondhand smoke. Empty alcohol bottles were scattered everywhere, along with a significant amount of trash.At that moment, I felt transported back to the day I first met Jasper.I had eagerly visited my sponsor, only to discover he was a disheveled, heavy-drinking, chain-smoking man. Giselle had left him, and he had been drowning in despair, lost in the darkness.Every day, I would go to help him clean up and share funny stories to lift his spirits. It had taken months of effort, but gradually, he returned to a more normal state.Now, he was back to how he had been before—and it was all because of me.It was ridiculous.If he was so unhappy, why hadn't he treated me better back then? Now, who was he trying to elicit pity from?I fully opened the door and let Mabel in to clean up while I prepared to leave.Jasper rushed out and blocked the door, forcing a smile. "Aurora, can you at least have a meal with