Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 269: Mom, stop yapping with them! Hoyts voice trembled with rage as his mother continued to speak.

His earlier irritation had morphed into a burning fury.

Pain still shot through his wrist, his fingers feeling like they had been trapped in a vice.

There was no way he could just shrug it off.

With a dark scowl, Hoyt grabbed a baseball bat from nearby, ready to unleash his anger on Allison.

My mom might be soft enough to let this slide, but Im not cut from the same cloth.

Hoyt didnt dare go head-to-head with Kellan.

The mere thought made him grit his teeth.

Yet the bile of his anger refused to settle.

Kellan, I might be willing to overlook your little stunt, but as for Ms.

Clarke, shell pay the price.

He raised the bat, poised to strike at Allison again.

Kellan, however, let out a laugh.

Youre really a fool.

to Kellans words before an icy dread gripped him, brought on by Kellans smile a grin that chilled the very

time, Hoyt

bound to a wheelchair, the one Hoyt had mocked without mercy both to his face and behind his back, calling him crippled was now standing,

earlier bravado seemed laughable

maybe Im no genius, but at least I dont turn my back on my own blood to save a

bat, determined to take his fury

curiously, she didnt

with an unsettling calm, as if she found the whole situation

serenity only fueled his frustration

he swung the bat down

going to

had considered being nice to her

very thought repulsed

to

son of

the blink of an eye, a powerful grip

what was happening, he

Ah! He barely registered Kellans swift

he knew was that Kellan was fast too

as if she had known all

Ms.

hand pressing down

strength, Kellan forced Hoyt