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.

little girls eyes darted around, her gaze finally landing on Kellan with visible

cry from the distant and vacant

the shift in her

change in Lornas demeanor over just a few short

carrying the girl, beamed warmly when he spotted

Ms.

here, sir! Allison returned

just here for a meal and

emotions like this puts my mind at

nodded and gave the order for dinner to

youre here, we

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

to put a temporary hold on Lornas

becomes so engrossed in her work that it could impact her

you can help her get

interacting more with the outside world, she might come up with even better

way, she can see her progress and

brow and

I dont mind.

Besides, Mr.

so… Allison couldnt help

I really cant complain.

noticed the flicker of curiosity in Lornas eyes, like a flower

silent, her

perfect, doll-like demeanor had softened, replaced with flashes of mischief

voice, low and

withhold your wages,

Clarke.

regret in his eyes as they shifted

subtle, a buried emotion, but one she easily picked up

shell start speaking, healing the

in his chair,

trauma, but

heal is to let time work its

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

his

a patient oncesimilar

recovered after re-enacting the traumatic event under