Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 308: Gordon stepped forward, positioning himself squarely in front of Melany.

His face radiated a haughty disdain.

My relationship with Allison has nothing to do with you, he said, his voice laced with cutting sarcasm.

During the banquet, hed done his homework.

Hed uncovered the details: in the three years since Allison had disappeared, she had been in Ontdale, married to Colton.

But what struck him most was Coltons astonishing idiocy.

He had actually dared to mistreat her.

Mr.

Stevens, Gordon continued, his tone dripping with mockery, while you were still married to Allison, you didnt mention that you were still in touch with Melany, did you? Colton stiffened, but Gordon pressed on relentlessly.

If I remember right, Miss Johnson had already moved into your home before the divorce.

And Allison, being the gracious person she is, never held it against you.

But youve got the nerve to come here and provoke her? His lips curved into a smile, but the ice-cold malice in his eyes made everyone present shudder.

Nearby, Kellan handed Allison a handkerchief, its delicate embroidery adding a touch of elegance.

A subtle, refreshing fragrance emanated from the fabric, gradually diffusing through the air.

Its revolting to be touched by a scumbag like that, Kellan said casually, not even bothering to glance at Colton.

mere presence, however, was enough to send Coltons

dared

were all astute enough to understand the unspoken history

Melany cursed

fired back,

at Coltons place because I

said softly, her tone calculated to appear

you, I

accepted my wedding gift but also Smack! Melanys words were abruptly cut off by the sharp sound of a slap reverberating through

at Allison,

voice quivered as she clutched her throbbing

fury simmering beneath the surface blazed

her wrist, her

Yes, I did.

to let things slide earlier, but you just couldnt keep

and closed like a fish out of water,

lifted her hand to strike back, but Allison moved faster, catching her

she couldnt budge even an

voice was steady, almost

that dress, but your mother came barging in, throwing a tantrum and guilt-tripping us into handing it over to

lips curved into a scornful smile as she met

to pull up the surveillance footage and display it on

grip tightened painfully, and beads of cold sweat gathered on

Allison because she knew this

voice strained with

As you wish.