Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 300: Youre drunk, Allison said softly, her brow creasing as she studied him.

Her mind flickered back to that night on the cruise the same wildness she now saw in him had surfaced back then too.

As Kellan leaned closer, the strong scent of tequila washed over her, scorching and intense.

Compared to the youthful, almost innocent demeanor of Gordon, Kellan exuded an unrelenting, mature authority.

I dont get drunk, Kellan murmured, his voice so low and rough that it was almost unrecognizable.

Yet despite his words, he was barely able to hold himself upright, half-slumped against the bed.

Tonight… tonight was a waste for you.

Allison shook her head.

She went over to the water dispenser, poured him a cup of warm water, and held it out to him.

Tonight was just for fun.

It doesnt matter if it was a waste or not.

Drink this water and sober up.

But Kellan ignored the offering.

He cracked open another bottle of liquor, taking several long swigs, his Adams apple bobbing with each gulp.

I thought I told Sherman to send you back… His voice, tinged with confusion, was softer than usual.

He didnt sound like the usual cold and aloof Mr.

Lloyd.

He sounded like… Kellan.

curved into

out of the banquet at the last second? No… Im just not

reply was quiet, nearly lost beneath

hed

Yet, she didnt leave.

him, reaching for

why not

love hearing

swirling around him, the oppressive gloom that seemed

know what had happened, she wasnt going

shed try, and she wasnt one to

easily over a drink, and Kellan, always guarded and suspicious, might just let something slip

she asked, taking a small sip and raising her

the only sound in the room was the soft clinking of

humor, Kellan replied, I asked him to investigate something for me… about

idiot, but there was a flash

the discrepancy

it was

of me, Kellan suddenly answered, his tone

gaze fixed on the ceiling

werent for my birthday, he wouldnt have been foolish enough to be deceived… and Lorna wouldnt have had to watch him die… He chuckled, the sound dry and hoarse, as if

you think he was stupid? Trusting me like that? As he laughed, the corners of

caught in

had never seen this side of Kellan

radiated an unmistakable murderous intent resentment

And yet, he laughed.

idiot, even as his eyes grew red with unshed

a broken blade

tightened around

casual demeanor shed maintained evaporated, replaced by

too well what it felt like