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.

around, her gaze finally landing on Kellan

was a far cry from the distant and vacant stare she

shift in her

change in Lornas demeanor over just a few short weeks caught

girl, beamed

Ms.

here, sir! Allison

for a meal and to check in on

her express her emotions like this puts my mind at

nodded and gave the order

that youre here,

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

I apologize for having to put a temporary hold on Lornas pottery lessons

engrossed in her work that

you can help her get back into it,

more with the outside world, she might come up

can see her progress and feel more motivated to

raised a brow and

I dont mind.

Besides, Mr.

here kept paying me, so… Allison couldnt help

I really cant complain.

in Lornas eyes, like a flower slowly

remained silent, her

perfect, doll-like demeanor had softened, replaced

low and warm,

withhold

Clarke.

in his eyes as

buried emotion, but one

that shell start speaking, healing the wounds

leaned back in his chair,

caused Lornas trauma, but its clear that its

the only way to heal is to let

a family like the Lloyds, whatever hurt her mustve been more than just a

hesitated, choosing his

a

after re-enacting the traumatic event under