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 watched intently as Kellan reached for

who usually wore such a cold mask, his touch was

he said quietly, lifting his

never

his face as he wrapped

his calm

thought about his legs, the truth he had

time to

withdrew her hand and

take better care of

Thank you, Mr.

Lloyd.

then, the door swung open, and Floyd stepped

widened slightly at the sight of

first time he had seen

dropped, and a shadow

Kellan and Allison.

flowed naturally, his quiet concern matched

attuned to each other, as if no one else existed in

his angle, Kellan looked as though he was leaning

air between them felt so intimate that it almost seemed

tightened briefly around the door handle,

Im coming in.

smile returned

serious, but since Im a doctor, why dont I take over the bandaging? He stepped forward, already reaching into the medical kit

wheelchair slightly, just

companys first-aid kit may be basic, but

be good if you

hands are invaluable,

Let me handle it.

intensity in Kellans gaze

shifted, tension

Floyds smile slowly faded.

appreciate your

unlike amateurs, I

what

eyes locked in a silent clash, a

a faint