Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 212: Inside the quiet lounge, Kellan carefully applied ointment to Allisons wound with a pair of tweezers, his gaze unwavering.

Ive told you before that you can leave these matters to me.

That wasnt just a polite remark, he murmured, his voice low and measured, each movement precise.

So, Ms.

Clarke, if you ever encounter another madman like that, dont worry about what the media or anyone at the company might say.

Ill handle it.

Getting hurt over something like this isnt worth it.

If Sherman hadnt called him earlier, Kellan would still be buried in paperwork.

But as soon as he heard that Devin had caused trouble again, he didnt hesitate to step in.

He had to.

No one had expected Devin to be carrying a switchblade.

But Allison seemed indifferent, brushing it off with a slight shrug.

Its just a small cut, Mr.

Lloyd.

No need to worry.

Kellans jaw tightened.

Yes… Luckily, it is just a small cut.

He couldnt let the fear and frustration show on his face.

Everything had happened so quickly.

One wrong move, and Allison would have been… He cut the thought short.

If Floyd hadnt intervened when he did, that knife could have pierced her heart.

Is it really necessary to put on medicine for such a tiny scrape? Allison asked lightly, propping her chin on her hand.

I think youre overreacting.

bandages, too? Isnt that going a bit far? Despite her teasing,

wore such a cold mask, his touch

necessary, he said quietly, lifting

you never take good care of

over his face as he wrapped her

calm exterior,

truth he

was time to stop

withdrew her hand and

take better care

Thank you, Mr.

Lloyd.

the door swung open, and

sight of

was the first time he had seen her so

dropped, and a shadow of loneliness

Kellan and Allison.

naturally, his quiet

perfectly attuned to each other, as if

looked as though he was

between them felt so intimate that it almost seemed wrong to

briefly around the door handle, but he

Im coming in.

smile returned as

doctor, why dont I take over the bandaging?

his wheelchair slightly,

first-aid kit may be basic, but these

be good if you accidentally cut

hands are invaluable,

Let me handle it.

the intensity in Kellans gaze

shifted,

Floyds smile slowly faded.

your concern,

amateurs, I

know what

eyes locked in a silent

faint gleam, while