Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 196: Kellan casually remarked, If it werent for my close bond with Allison, I doubt Id have had the pleasure of meeting you today.

It was rare that he referred to her by her first name.

Floyds expression remained serene, his eyes curving into a smile as he glanced at Allison.

Mr.

Lloyd, theres no need for such formality.

Allisons friends are naturally my friends.

We share a solid rapport, so youre not an outsider here.

Kellans tone deepened as he replied, Oh, I dont feel like an outsider at all, especially since Allison is a friend of mine too.

Sherman, sensing the rising tension beneath their polite exchange, quietly stepped back.

The air in the room felt heavy, thick with unspoken competition.

Kellans mood seemed darker than expected when the doctor arrived.

It was clear that his mood was far from cheerful.

What a sweet little girl, Floyd cooed, crouching down to Lornas level.

Lorna instinctively recoiled, gripping Kellans pants for protection.

Floyd didnt flinch at her response, maintaining his warm smile.

Mr.

Lloyd, relax.

Ill do everything I can for Lorna.

Its the least I can do after all the care youve given to Allison recently.

His words were laced with Allisons name.

by the way, Ive

not as grim as I initially

may come off as aloof to strangers, but deep down, shes just as charming and

playful wink

right, Allison? She shot him a

or Ill give you

slightly, his gaze growing

like you two

trying to stir things up, but instead of losing his temper,

know what? Allison keeps her distance with most, but when shes asleep,

cuter

smile falter, a frost

Mr.

really is no stopping your mouth, is there? Allison sighed, cutting through the

to bond,

dragging me

a sideways glance at the two men, wondering if they had collectively lost their grip on

one to hide her emotions, she furrowed her brow and spoke

closer, but you

shake hands and introduce yourselves properly? Kellan and Floyd exchanged subtle, unreadable looks, heavy

broke the tension first, extending his hand with

to meet you,

Lloyd.

voice deep, tinged with a shade

was brief, yet it carried the weight of

their sleeves, hiding the

focus, waved a stack of papers in

look at the

clear, I can

the time off maybe

toward Allison, lingering on her thick, wavy hair,

loose strands around your face,

suits your style? He paused for a moment, his smile

a ruby at an auction recently, had it

hair now

could respond, Floyds grin