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

a coincidence, Allison mused with a small

connected to him before they even

the streets of Velonia, the capital of Leswington, Kellan had

already

like the Perfumery Competition, where theyd passed

small moments had led them

then Allison caught herself, mocking

once believed in destiny when it came

years of being entangled with him, it had all ended

off the thought, Allison

need to finish the pottery

mention of his niece,

relentless, and

Lornas been having more

now… shes locked herself in the closet

fingers tightened around the newspaper in

consulting countless specialists over the years,

He felt helpless.

Kellan continued, his voice

trauma from her past… it runs

Recovery will take time.

heart tightened at the

the connection between the rain and Lornas trauma, she

to the MDH Research Institute abroad? They have

trust by helping his niece, perhaps it would also pave

might uncover

absently on

Ive already contacted them.

but theyre fully booked

Theyre not accepting non-members.

her, his gaze

have a

Clarke, Ill owe you.

you need,

off with a slight

for that,

Lloyd.

just a small

She paused.