Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 217: Devin let out a sarcastic laugh, fully aware that he couldnt get too close to the window.

Taking a step back, he used the wall for cover.

With a swift motion, he flung two knives from behind his waist, embedding them just in front of Kellan and Colton.

I get a kick out of watching you high-and-mighty types squirm! he sneered, his lips curling into a mock smile.

Arent you worried about those two women? How about you prove youre serious? Go ahead, stab yourself in the leg to show me some sincerity.

Or else… He took a deliberate step forward, pressing the knife against the rope.

Just a little more pressure and it would snap.

Melanys sharp scream cut through the tension.

She was convinced the rope was about to give way.

Colton, help me! Please! Her panicked cries only fed Devins twisted satisfaction.

Shut up! Devin barked, his tone cruel.

He then turned back to the two men, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

If you dont do what I say, youll be picking up their boiled bodies! Devins eyes flicked between Colton and Kellan, savoring their discomfort.

There was something perversely satisfying about watching these so-called golden boys crumble beneath him.

Coltons eyes darted to the knives.

Quit playing.

If its money you want, just say it! His voice cracked with genuine fear for Melanys life.

Yet, even in the grip of a life-or-death situation, Coltons gaze kept sliding toward Allison.

Unlike Melany, who had screamed in terror, Allison stood still, calm as ever.

Colton liked to believe he loved Melany, but when it came to plunging a blade into his own flesh, he hesitateda hesitation he couldnt explain.

Devin noticed the hesitation, of course.

His sneer deepened.

So, the mighty Mr.

is scared after

ladies straight to hell? Devin

voice cut through

Ill do it.

a flicker of doubt, Kellan bent down, picked

Blood welled up instantly.

of sweat slid down his brow, but

through memories long buriedmemories of his younger

knew one thing: he wouldnt let Allison

if it meant

Allisons voice trembled slightly, her eyes wide

the man in the wheelchair, his hair slick with sweat, yet

ever, seemed

Colton was

clung to his every movement, pushed

one swift motion, plunged the knife

rasped, clutching the wound as

will you let them go? His face turned pale, his body trembling, but he refused

Melanys desperate sobs echoed around

slowly, her breath heavy

briefly, reflecting on the

volatile and unpredictable, was also sharp once his

used the wall for cover, shielding himself from any

the sniper was now

needed a different

had to get Devin to lower his

like him, their ego was often their

her head, sighing deeply, as if

I know I was

have done what

We grew up together.

one slide, just this once? Her face shifted into one

oils so hot… Im scared,

just let

to whatever you want, right here, in

I swear.

triumphant grin spread across Devins face, his expression lighting

scared, huh? he