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, she

such a cold mask, his

he said quietly, lifting his gaze

you never take good care of

of something passed over his face as he wrapped her

calm exterior, turmoil

truth he had kept hidden for

time to stop

done, Allison withdrew her hand

take better care

Thank you, Mr.

Lloyd.

door swung open, and

the sight of Allison smiling,

time he had seen her

and a shadow of loneliness

Kellan and Allison.

quiet concern

to each other, as

looked as though he was leaning in for

felt so intimate that it almost seemed

door handle, but

Im coming in.

gentle smile returned as he addressed

why dont I take over the bandaging? He stepped forward, already reaching into the medical kit for gauze and

Kellan moved his wheelchair slightly, just

kit may be basic, but these scissors

be good if you

hands are invaluable, after

Let me handle it.

but the intensity in Kellans gaze carried a clear

atmosphere shifted, tension

Floyds smile slowly faded.

appreciate your

amateurs, I

know what

a silent clash, a

gold-rimmed glasses caught the light, reflecting a faint gleam,