Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 28: Once a casual purchase, it's now out of production.

Kellan wasn't entirely sure if his senses were playing tricks on him, but there was a perceptible change in Allison's voice when she spoke, a subtle lightness, as if the idea of ​​perfume truly pleased her.

The patio basked in the soft glow of sunlight, which cast an even heat over everything.

Two cats zigzagged around his legs, brushing them from time to time, their meows demanding attention.

The faint plum scent emanating from Allison calmed the restlessness bubbling inside Kellan.

Distracted, he accidentally pushed a little too hard, making a hole in the clay he'd been working on.

Careful.

Don't force it, he instructed.

Let the clay guide you.

Gently shape it until it starts to come together on its own, and then you can give it that final push.

Allison snapped her finger, guiding her hand with a subtle touch, placing her fingers where they needed to be.

If you want it to have life, don't treat it like a dead weight lump.

Relax, he told her softly.

And stop closing your fingers like that.

Their fingertips touched and Kellan felt a subtle jolt run through him, like a spark of electricity.

He wanted to back away, but doing so would make it too obvious, too deliberate.

Her voice lingered in the air, soft but authoritative, as if only she could hold him back.

He noticed that his skin, pale but warm, had calluses on his fingers.

From where he was sitting, he could see his face, totally focused on the clay.

His bangs were a little out of place, but his hands moved with precision.

The calluses on the tips of his fingers, especially the ring and index fingers, reminded him of his own, with the difference that his had been earned after years of handling firearms.

You can support him a little more below, he added.

Kellan shook himself mentally, realizing how ridiculous his thinking had been.

Allison Liking Him It was impossible.

He had grown up around gunpowder and violence; she seemed so indifferent, so unconcerned with the world around her.

knew how to use firearms, Colton probably wouldn't

thinking too

to take shape into something more refined beneath his fingers, Kellan found himself smiling, really

an unusual expression for him, and the

had entered the courtyard, his

stopped

woman sitting together, molding

at peace, like they belonged

sure this is the place," Colton

trying hard to believe that the woman before

making pottery with Kellan – of all people, who

of doubt in his

they got closer, there was

Allison and

face, but she quickly composed herself

small world, Allison! I didn't expect you

take

to mention that their prices are

stopped, as if suddenly remembering something

just got a

guess this kind of spending must seem like pocket change to

didn't even look at her, as

tension was failing, and Seeing that Allison and Kellan continued working without flinching, Melany forced herself to start

You must be Mr.

Lloyd.

didn't expect to find you

of his distracted thoughts by

away from his concentration on Allison, forcing a smile as

lot

Lloyd.

bit of a shock to

them was practiced,

didn't

kept his attention

looks good

the technique,"

it's still a little embarrassing," Kellan said, a small smile playing at the corner of his

"really?" curious From his point of view, this was a better

reproach him? Art should always seek perfection, but when a crack appears, it

Perfection is rare.

more difficult to

people who insist on

dropped, taking on a cold tone as he