Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 287: Melany, can you tell me what just happened? Colton asked, his voice thick with emotion as he regarded her.

A whirlwind of conflicting feelings swirled within him.

She had always been a source of gentleness and understanding in his life.

Yet, after the recent upheaval, the sounds of crying and shouting from their home stirred an unfamiliar irritation inside him.

It was a stark contrast to the peace he once shared with Allison; their home had always been a sanctuary.

Now, he found himself caught in a storm between his mother and his wife, all while juggling the demands of his work.

Colton, its all a misunderstanding, Melany reassured him, her eyes flickering with resolve.

She understood the chess game Lindy was playing, but she was determined not to fall into her trap.

You saw that brooch too, right? It was a gift from someone else.

It would be inappropriate and impolite to re-gift it to your mother.

Her innocent gaze met his, and she appeared blissfully unaware of the brewing storm.

I meant to pick out a new gift for her, but I didnt expect her to be so suspicious of me.

With her eyes glistening, red from holding back tears, she presented a heart-wrenching picture, reminding Colton of her heartfelt words from before.

Colton, Im the only one standing by your side.

promise to never leave you, no matter

at him

had once been his

weariness toward the one who had saved

Dont cry.

you, of

her son support Melany ignited a

just a brooch, so why hide it if you have no secret? Is it a gift from some secret admirer? Lindy scoffed, shifting her tactics

to drive a wedge

my sons wife, you

purposefully dredged up memories from the

like your previous,

not

at her words, his mood shifting like a thundercloud ready to unleash

to bring that up again, do not

it crystal clear that no one

Im just trying to look

stunt like that, why should she fear it

her sons glum

Fine.

the

At this, Colton fell into an unusual silence,

the last competition,

together, while other times, memories of her nurturing side played on a loop