Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 27: Kellan cast a suspicious glance at young Allison, his thoughts swirling with doubts.

Emanuel must have been playing tricks on him.

You don't need to lie to me if I don't suit you.

I'll be out of your way soon.

Emanuel, who had been trying to pull Kellan out of his orbit for days, raised an eyebrow.

He caught a flash of hesitation in Kellan's expression, unexpected even for him.

You're already packing your bags.

I figured you'd have more guts than that, wheel boy.

Kellan's gaze drifted to the clay in his hands, its cold, smooth texture making him feel in the moment.

There was something about working with her that calmed the storm in his mind.

In those quiet moments, the face of a girl, serene and smiling, often danced among his thoughts.

She gave him something - he couldn't remember what - but she felt linked to the memories that he couldn't access.

Coming back to reality, Kellan said, "That's why I need your professor's guidance before I leave.

" Emanuel scoffed, clearly frustrated by Kellan's skepticism.

You think I have time for games Ask anyone: you'll see I don't bother to lie.

Allison, let him wander around forever, but don't teach him anything! With that, Emanuel turned towards the kitchen, the fish he had caught hanging loosely in his grip.

But as she prepared the food, she kept sneaking glances at the two of them, motioning for Allison to come forward and offer some instruction.

Allison just smiled and offered no explanation.

Your hands are too tense, she said.

She knew Kellan doubted her, but proving herself wasn't the important thing.

If you follow the steps too rigidly, the result will be lifeless.

You have to feel the clay, not order it.

too soft, it will

too firm, it

find a middle

weight that relieved the tension in the

concentrating on

right moment and, little by little, Soon, the piece of clay

almost in

looking good! Allison

but now you have to perfect

lay: his mind, always restless, fought against the patience and tranquility that

expect him to learn so quickly with

the elegance of someone who had done it

the shape of a flying phoenix began to

and her usual aloofness seemed to

Kellan watched her, a voice cut

charge! The sound of Emanuel rushing in

picked up the vase from the table and his eyes

phoenix rising from the

.

.

and

special! Emanuel's gaze was riveted on the vase, especially on the phoenix

with life, full

a child with a secret, completely

the vase with a

had definitely underestimated

are Emanuel's teacher,

it, but she didn't deny it

have never claimed

pride was impossible

I'm concerned, she's my teacher! It was funny

of a creative crisis so severe it was

was starting to

her pottery skills up close, everything seemed to fall

practically wanted to call her his

Kellan wasted no time.

want to show my niece?