Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 226: Half a month later, Kellan called Allison.

Ms.

Clarke, any chance youre free to come over for dinner at my villa? Allison, busy typing at her computer, sighed helplessly.

Shouldnt I be the one inviting you? After all, he had taken a knife for her.

Its because of Lorna, Kellans deep voice replied through the line.

She said she misses you.

In truth, during the past half-month while recovering, Kellan had been quietly yearning to see her again.

The longing, like an ever-tightening knot, had become almost unbearable.

Allison replied, Alright, once I wrap up this work, Ill swing by.

She didnt think twice about it and quickly agreed.

Meanwhile, Kellans young niece, Lorna, lay on his lap, intently studying the bandage that wrapped his healing wound.

Every slight prod from her tiny fingers sent a sharp pain through him.

Floyd, standing nearby with a gentle smile, quipped, Lorna, sweetheart, you shouldnt touch his injury.

Despite the words, he didnt move to stop her.

Some part of him found an odd satisfaction in watching Kellan wince in pain.

Its fine, it doesnt hurt, Kellan murmured, gently patting her head.

Though the pain was real, he would never let it show.

His affection for the little girl ran deep, far deeper than the discomfort she unintentionally caused him.

The old butler, Jim, watching this, chuckled softly before scooping Lorna into his arms.

Mr.

Lloyd, Ill take Lorna to rest.

eyes darted around, her gaze finally landing on Kellan with

depth of her expression was a far cry from the distant and vacant

the shift

over just a

now carrying the girl, beamed warmly when he

Ms.

is here, sir! Allison

for a meal

emotions like this puts my mind

and gave the order for dinner

that youre here, we can

dining table, Floyd adjusted his glasses, his smile calm and

I apologize for having to put a temporary hold on

so engrossed in her work that it could

you can help her get

Lorna starts interacting more with the outside world, she might come up with

her progress and feel more motivated to keep

a brow and

I dont mind.

Besides, Mr.

kept paying me, so… Allison

I really cant complain.

flicker of curiosity in Lornas eyes, like

Lorna remained silent, her improvement was

softened, replaced with flashes of mischief and

voice, low and warm, broke

withhold your wages,

Clarke.

of regret in his eyes as they

was subtle, a buried emotion, but

that shell start speaking, healing the wounds in her heart may help her find

in his chair,

caused Lornas trauma, but its clear that its something

is to let

whatever hurt her mustve been more than

choosing his next words

was a patient

re-enacting the traumatic