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.

teasing, she watched

such a cold mask, his touch

he said quietly, lifting his gaze briefly to

never

something passed over his face as he wrapped her

calm exterior, turmoil

legs, the truth he had kept hidden for

time

was done, Allison withdrew her

better care

Thank you, Mr.

Lloyd.

the door swung open, and Floyd stepped

slightly at the sight of Allison smiling,

was the first time he had

and a shadow of loneliness

Kellan and Allison.

naturally, his quiet concern

as

as though he was leaning in for

intimate that it almost seemed

around the door handle, but he quickly

Im coming in.

familiar, gentle smile returned as he addressed

take over the bandaging? He stepped forward, already reaching into the medical

his wheelchair slightly, just enough to block

companys first-aid kit may be basic, but these

if you

are

Let me handle it.

intensity in Kellans gaze carried a

atmosphere shifted,

Floyds smile slowly faded.

your

amateurs, I wont

what

silent

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