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

it is too

a middle ground: cajole it, not fight

weight that relieved

concentrating

little by little, Soon, the piece of

blinked, almost in

looking good!

but now you have to perfect

could sense where his problem lay: his mind, always restless, fought against the patience

not expect him to learn so quickly with a few

tool and, with the elegance of

shape of a flying

usual aloofness seemed to intensify

her, a voice cut through her thoughts: cold,

in charge! The sound of Emanuel rushing

vase from the table and his eyes widened as he inspected the delicate

phoenix rising from

.

.

from fire and

gaze was riveted on the vase, especially on the phoenix

ripple with life, full of

completely unaware that the

the vase with a

definitely

teacher, Kellan said, his

but she didn't deny it

never claimed

Emanuel His pride was impossible to

doesn't matter! As far as I'm concerned, she's my teacher! It was funny

brink of a creative crisis so severe it was

starting to

Allison and seeing her pottery skills up close,

that he practically wanted to

Kellan wasted no time.

to show my niece?