Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 62: A chuckle ran through the room.

No one knew who started it, but soon all eyes turned to Melany, blinking with a mixture of disdain and amusement.

This time he failed! Someone whispered with a mocking smile.

How many lies does he think he can get away with? First he says he's Scarlet Snake, then he says it was just a tribute.

Now, he even suggests that Scarlet Serpent was his mentor.

Exactly! Who knows how long she's been fooling people, pretending to be someone she's not.

Shameless, absolutely shameless.

Melany opened her mouth, searching for an explanation, but the words stuck in her throat.

There was no way out.

Instinctively, her hand reached for Colton's arm for support, but he stepped back, his face reflecting disbelief and disappointment.

Colton's heart sank.

It was as if he were seeing Melany for the first time, a stranger with the face of someone he had trusted.

In his memories, she had always been kind, gentle, and understanding.

He had been by her side, defending her from everyone, believing in her without a doubt.

But now, all that confidence seemed like a lie.

What hurt him even more was the revelation that Allison had been the real Scarlet Serpent all along.

The truth hit him like a punch in the gut, more painful than it had ever been.

imagined.

With her eyes filled with tears, Melany whispered: Colton, please, let me explain.

.

.

But how was I going to do it? Even she was tangled in the web of his deception, too far away to untangle.

Now.

to many,

that any

couldn't stay there,

had to save something, if not his reputation, at

fell to his knees and raised his hand in a solemn

Snake," he declared, his voice

as if she were the wronged

perfume, it inspired me

idea Allison was Scarlet

sorry for any

be a

never my intention

the contest to help

any harm

expression softened, his defenses

not your fault, he murmured,

that my ex-wife, the woman I shared a

course you couldn't know

console her seemed so much like an

had to be

her identity all these years, deceiving

his voice filled with cold resolution, what Melany did was just a improvement, not a

hadn't kept her identity a secret, none of this

shot a venomous look

award-winning formula of yours I offer you two hundred thousand dollars for the

offer, the crowd instinctively

was hard to believe Colton's audacity, even now, trying to buy his

elegant solution, but with the contest results finalized and Melany securing third place, she was in line for

could still become

to let

buy the formula and

all, money could silence even the loudest

a mocking laugh,

serious You think you can just wave some money around

.

.

is worth You couldn't touch it with two million, much

chimed in, her voice full of