Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 200: Upon their arrival at the restaurant, Floyd leaned his chin on his hand, taking great care as he served Allison a plate of food with a flourish.

Allison, I recall you had quite the affinity for celery back when we were in Vrining.

Do you remember those days at the street stalls? Youd munch on celery like it was candy, and a lovely girl strolled by, saying you looked like a rabbit.

As the memories flooded back, a helpless smile danced across Allisons face.

How do you still remember that? I was just on a vegetable kick back then because your meat dishes were nothing to write home about.

You tried whipping up a hometown specialty for me and almost turned the kitchen into a bonfire.

We nearly landed ourselves in hot water.

She teased him, How can you still have the nerve to bring that up? Laughter and ease hung in the air between the two, creating a bubble that seemed to exclude everyone else around them.

Kellan, seated nearby, listened intently to their nostalgic tales experiences that felt foreign to him and a growing irritation simmered within.

He managed to put on a calm facade, though his insides churned.

Ms.

Clarke, given how chummy you two seem, I cant help but be curious about your relationship.

If her exes were as dim-witted as Colton, it might actually be good news.

But the sly man across from Kellan responded with a chuckle, Why dont you take a wild guess? Allison met Kellans gaze with a composed smile.

Mr.

beneath the table, striving

unfazed, added with deliberate casualness, You cant figure it out from how well we get along? Regardless of our closeness, we live in two

stated, Im also

her just fine, so you dont need to

even realize how peculiar his

Then Im relieved, Floyd replied,

possessive man, though he himself hadnt fully recognized it

her fork down and

being friends, is there anything else between

stare was enchanting, effortlessly drawing

his heart and lowered

are

slowly withdrew her

Indeed.

response, a swirl of indescribable emotions washed

she poked her fork into the celery, creating tiny

her, but he only saw her as a friend

was for

of the meal felt

gathering clouds outside and suggested, Allison, where are you staying? How about I give you a ride home? No need, Kellan

and we need to

on with the company? A security