Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 115:But Colton was just overthinking things; In fact, Allison didn't spare a moment to think about him or Melany.

After leaving the Lloyd estate, she drove directly to the nursing home at the top of the mountain where Kinslee was staying.

Their route detoured along a secluded and winding road.

The center was nestled in a picturesque mountaintop setting, famous for its pristine air.

With its entrance heavily guarded, Allison wasn't sure she could get in, but she thought she'd explore the area first.

His eyes fixed on the silver mask lying on the passenger seat, and his fingers tightened around the steering wheel as a small knot of nerves tightened in his chest.

But before he reached the top, a figure blocked his path in the narrow road.

He slammed on the brakes and his heart leaped into his throat as the car came to a screeching halt, nearly crashing into the shadowy figure.

Looking through the windshield, his eyes flickered in recognition.

KinsleeAllison had studied every detail of the Lloyd family, memorizing their faces, and it was impossible to mistake Kinslee's familiar features.

But something didn't add up.

Kinslee was there, dazed and confused, her words slurred and her expression unfocused.

She seemed to have wandered off on her own, as there were no caretakers or staff in sight.

She was crouched by the path, with a trowel in one hand and a wicker basket in the other, carefully picking some delicate wildflowers.

When Allison called her name again, she slowly stood up, blinking in confusion as she looked around.

am I? You're halfway up the mountain, Allison said, getting out of the car to support

approaching and the mountain, with its wildlife and rugged terrain, was not safe, especially

me take you

lap.

It's dangerous out here.

to where Kinslee asked, her voice tinged with

who are you? I don't

my name? She held onto Allison's hand, her eyebrows furrowing as she

stopped and stared at Allison, eyes wide as if some

warning, she pulled a flower out of her basket and

I know you! declared Kinslee,

so pretty with a flower in your hair! Allison froze for a moment, her

which she

mask she was holding, forcing her expression to remain calm as she guided Kinslee across

You must be wrong.

Lily Could Be Like Allison's voice was light, but

Maybe I can help

furrowed his eyebrows,

know, he muttered hesitantly before suddenly snapping his fingers

at Allison and

childish.

lying! You're Lily,

even made leis for you

Allison, but she held onto Kinslee's hand tightly,

“That's me…” Kinslee's words confirmed what Allison had

hard, not now, not with the fragile Kinslee