Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 162: Allison hadnt anticipated Kellans sharp eye for detail.

The comics he identified were from years ago.

Even Garry had struggled to be certain, yet Kellan seemed unwavering in his confidence as he pinpointed them with ease.

Still, Allison saw no reason to conceal such a trivial matter.

Yes, those are mine, she replied casually.

Just some old sketches from my time in Leswington.

Kellan paused, momentarily stunned, before responding, So, Ms.

Clarke, youre actually Hedwig.

Allison raised an eyebrow.

Mr.

Lloyd, I didnt expect you to know about that, let alone have read my works.

It was a coincidence, Kellan said, his voice softening.

During the Perfumery Competition in Leswington, I came across your comics.

They were… comforting, warm.

I even thought about tracking you down.

His expression remained unreadable, but the emotions in his words were unmistakable.

I searched for the artist for so long, never realizing it was you, right in front of me all this time.

His voice, deep and resonant like the low notes of a violin, lingered in the air.

As he spoke, he seemed lost in reflection, recalling the tangled history that had first brought them together by accident a one-night stand that had evolved into something far more complex.

The more he learned about Allison, the more he realized how many secrets she harbored.

What intrigued him most, though, was how similar their souls seemed to be.

Pottery.

Comics.

her

Allison mused

expected to be connected to him before

capital of Leswington, Kellan had stumbled across one of her comics without

paths had already crossed through her

other near-misses, like the Perfumery Competition, where theyd passed by

moments had led them here, like

then Allison caught herself, mocking

believed in destiny when it came to

years of being entangled with him, it had all ended in bitter

off the thought,

I need to finish the

the mention of his niece, Kellans expression

relentless, and thunderstorms hit

been having

shes locked herself in the closet again, refusing to eat or let anyone near

the newspaper in

specialists over the years, nothing had

He felt helpless.

Kellan

the trauma from her

Recovery will take time.

heart tightened at the

between the rain and Lornas trauma, she had grown fond of

not take her to the MDH Research Institute abroad? They have the best mental

she could earn Kellans trust by helping his niece, perhaps it

uncover

drummed absently on his

Ive already contacted them.

for my migraines, but

Theyre not accepting non-members.

at her, his gaze

you have

Clarke, Ill owe you.

you need, name

him off

for that,

Lloyd.

just a

She paused.