Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 170: Kellan and Allison stumbled through the dense forest, but the Mafias reinforcements were closing in much faster than they had anticipated.

Watch out! Kellans warning came just as a cold breeze rustled through the leaves, lifting Allisons dark hair.

He felt it too a prickling sensation of impending danger.

His pupils narrowed, and without thinking, he pulled her into his arms.

They hit the ground, rolling behind a massive tree just as bullets tore into the trunk, splintering the bark.

The thugs were closing the gap fast.

In the thick woods, only moonlight pierced through the canopy, casting silver slivers of light across the uneven path.

Bushes and tree branches created a maze of shifting shadows, concealing their movement.

The thugs now moved cautiously, their steps deliberate and measured, hesitant to rush in without being sure of their target.

Spread out.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Damon and Rugal have already been killed by them.

These two cant be far, a red-haired man ordered coldly.

Allison stilled, barely daring to breathe, feeling the solid strength of Kellans arm around her.

Footsteps crunched on the dry leaves, getting closer with each passing second.

The scent of the sea drifted through the cool air.

She whispered, her voice barely a breath, The coast isnt far.

Theres a boat.

can stall long enough for the police to

several thugs

were fanning out, leaving no stone

was only a matter of minutes before they

draw them away, Kellan said firmly, his tone leaving no

and take out the guards at

buy you the

wait for me

the type to waste precious

dont do

over-the-top lines about dying together had no place

only path forward was through

nod and vanished into the trees, her movements swift and

into the shadows, not feeling abandoned, but

always delivered

bond, a trust born of the harshest

this life-or-death crisis, they knew they

Kellan slowly stood.

loud enough to be heard in the

here! His voice, though not a shout,

rushed toward him from all

slowly, but his expression remained composed, his eyes cool

was betting it all

coast, a short man with fiery red hair paced impatiently,

worn leather jacket tighter, clearly irritated by the cold bite in

and Rugal were

let a woman slip

a bunch of

man grunted in agreement, adjusting his