Stolen Identity: Mute Heiress Chapter 429: Figuring It Out

Novel: Stolen Identity: Mute Heiress Author: MissBehaviour Updated: Jun 02, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 429: Figuring It Out from Stolen Identity: Mute Heiress, a Romance novel by MissBehaviour.

Mari sat in the backseat of the car while the security detail drove her to Jax’s place. She couldn’t stay still because of how excited she was.

She knew he was going to need to focus on his work, and she had no plans of distracting him. She just wanted him to know she was there so he could take a break as often as he could.

She could be busy on her laptop while watching him do his thing.

Checking the ti and realizing it was over an hour already since she talked to Emily, she smiled to herself, wondering if Emily was yet to get back to her because she had made up with Callan and they were too busy being lovey-dovey to rember the outside world.

The thought amused her.

She tapped Emily’s contact and lifted the phone to her ear as the car sped down the road.

The call rang twice before Emily picked up.

"Hey!"

Mari’s smile faded slightly at the sound of her voice. "Just an unenthusiastic hey? Don’t tell you’re yet to make up with Cal." she said suspiciously.

Emily sighed softly. "I tried. I apologized, and he did too."

Mari sat up straighter imdiately. "Then why do you sound this way?"

Emily was quiet for a mont. "It was weird."

"Weird how?"

Emily leaned back against her headboard and closed her eyes.

"I don’t know," she said quietly. "I can’t explain it, but sothing feels off. I’ve been trying to figure it out."

Mari frowned. "What do you an off? Tell what happened."

Mari listened carefully as Emily told her how she’d gone to his room to talk to him and how he’d responded.

"He keeps saying he’s fine, but he doesn’t feel fine," Emily admitted. "He was talking to normally but not really. Do you get what I an?"

Mari’s brows furrowed. "Like he’s talking to you but he’s emotionally distant?"

"Exactly!" Emily sighed again. "It felt like he suddenly pulled away from . Even when we he was upset at the hospital, he didn’t shut out this way. I don’t just get why he’s overreacting now. It’s bothering and pissing off at the sa ti."

Mari imdiately narrowed her eyes when her mind imdiately went back to the exact words Emily had used earlier.

Her stomach sank slightly. "Em..." she said slowly. "Is it possible Cal overheard anything you said while we were talking earlier?"

There was silence on the line.

Then Emily spoke carefully. "I don’t think so."

Mari frowned harder. "Think properly. Did he maybe knock and you didn’t notice?"

Emily sat up slowly now. "No..." she trailed off when sothing occurred to her, and her heart skipped a beat at the thought that he might have heard her.

"What?" Mari asked imdiately.

"I’m not sure he heard , but earlier he lied that he had dinner, but when I took my takeout plate to the kitchen, I saw that he’d moved his to the refrigerator."

"I don’t follow," Mari said.

"I an... when we got ho he left the takeout bags at the dining table and went to his room, so I took my share to the bedroom. By the ti I ca out, he’d moved it from the dining to the refrigerator. That ans he walked past my bedroom," Emily explained.

Mari closed her eyes briefly. "I think he heard you," she said softly.

"Oh no," Emily whispered. Her heart raced as she tried to recall all she’d said earlier.

He’d said he didn’t want her talking about their relationship to anyone. And not only had she talked to Mari, she might have said sothing to upset him and now he was acting up because of that.

"Did I say sothing you think might have hurt his feelings?"

"He probably heard you talking about his past," she said gently. "You said he had no right to tell you what do considering his reckless past."

Emily’s chest tightened instantly and she pressed a hand against her forehead. "Oh God."

Mari sighed quietly. "We could be wrong."

"I don’t think so," Emily whispered slowly as realization dawned on her. "That has to be the reason why he was acting like that. He looked so calm but sothing felt wrong."

"That ans you’ve hurt him," Mari said softly.

Emily swallowed hard. "I didn’t an it like that."

"I know you didn’t," Mari assured her quickly. "And I’m sure he will figure it out as well when he’s calr. Words tend to hit differently when they co from soone you love."

Emily’s throat tightened as she recalled the way Callan had said he had no right to tell her what to do and would never do so again.

Now it sounded different in her head now. She’d hurt him deeply.

"Oh no," she whispered again.

Mari softened her tone. "Hey. Don’t panic."

"I hurt him, Mari," Emily said quietly.

"Yes," Mari said honestly. "You did. But relationships are not about never hurting each other. Sotis you will. What matters is what you do after."

Emily wiped at her face quickly even though no tears had fallen yet.

"He wouldn’t talk to ," she murmured.

"He probably doesn’t know how to," Mari said gently. "You know Callan. He’s still learning how to be vulnerable."

Emily shut her eyes tightly.

There was silence for a mont.

Then Mari asked, "Do you want to call him? I could talk to him."

Emily shook her head imdiately even though Mari couldn’t see her. "No. I have to handle it myself."

"Okay. Just take it easy," Mari added carefully. "Maybe you should assure him that you don’t see him as that reckless person anymore and that you don’t hold his past against him."

Emily’s chest ached at that.

She had forgiven him.

At least she thought she had.

Hadn’t she?

Emily exhaled shakily. "I’ve forgiven him, Mari. I really don’t see him as that person anymore," she said softly.

Although Mari wanted to ask if Emily was sure about that, she held back.

"Then make sure he knows that," Mari replied instead. "And never bring it up again."

Mari leaned back in her seat as the car turned into Jax’s street.

"What do you think? Should I go et him now and talk things through?" Emily asked, looking at her door.

"Maybe you should give him so ti, then talk about it properly when he calms down," Mari suggested.

Emily nodded slowly. "I really love him, Mari," she admitted quietly.

Mari smiled faintly. "Don’t I know that?"