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.

lips curved into a

this? Backing out of the banquet at the last second?

reply was quiet, nearly lost beneath the

hed made himself

Yet, she didnt leave.

beside him, reaching for a

not in the mood, why not talk about it?

hearing stories, especially

the oppressive gloom that

she didnt know what had happened, she wasnt

wasnt one to go back on

a drink, and Kellan, always guarded and suspicious, might just let

you? she asked, taking a small sip and raising her glass to

the only sound in the room was the soft

voice that was uncharacteristically gentle and tinged with self-mocking humor, Kellan replied, I asked him to investigate something for me… about what really happened to my idiot brother on the Burned Islands all

called his brother an idiot, but there was a flash of something

the discrepancy

it was a

of me, Kellan suddenly answered, his tone

bed, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as

enough to be deceived… and Lorna wouldnt have had to watch him

Trusting me like that? As he laughed, the corners of his eyes suddenly welled up

breath caught in her

this side

he spoke of his brothers death, his entire body radiated an unmistakable murderous intent resentment

And yet, he laughed.

laughed while calling his brother an idiot, even as his eyes

like a knife with a broken blade still sharp,

tightened around her

maintained evaporated, replaced by something colder,

all too well what it felt like to lose a