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.

You're halfway up the mountain, Allison

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

let me take you

lap.

It's dangerous out here.

her voice tinged

you? I don't

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

stopped and stared at Allison, eyes wide as if

out of her basket and gently placed it behind Allison's

you! declared Kinslee, clapping her hands in

your hair! Allison froze for a moment,

she only shared with

mask she was holding, forcing

You must be wrong.

Lily Could Be Like Allison's voice was light,

now? Maybe I can help you find

eyebrows,

he muttered hesitantly before suddenly snapping

at Allison and giggled

childish.

You're

made leis for you

over Allison, but she held onto

Kinslee's words confirmed what Allison had begun to suspect: that woman had known her mother, probably

she couldn't push too hard, not now,