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.

is too

too firm,

a middle ground: cajole

words, although simple, had a strange weight that

her, concentrating

minimal, came at just the right moment and, little by little, Soon, the piece of clay began

blinked, almost in

good! Allison

now you

his problem lay: his mind, always restless, fought against the

I did not expect him to learn so quickly

up a carving tool and, with the elegance of someone who had done it thousands of

shape of a flying phoenix began to

and her usual aloofness seemed to intensify as

a voice cut through her

be in charge! The sound of Emanuel rushing in broke Kellan's

the vase from the table

rising from

.

.

and hardship, Emanuel

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

ripple with life, full of energy

smile like a child with a secret, completely unaware that

part, looked at the vase with

definitely underestimated

you really are Emanuel's teacher, Kellan said, his voice

it, but she

have never

pride was impossible to

as I'm concerned, she's

of a creative crisis so severe it

starting to fall

after a few words from Allison and seeing her pottery skills up close,

amazed that he practically wanted to call her his teacher on

Kellan wasted no time.

to show my niece?