Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 332: As Kellan rose from his seat, his movements appeared deceptively casual, as though he were simply wiping away the condensation from the table.

But in reality, he held Allisons wrist from above, his whisper brushing against her ear like the murmur of an intimate lover.

Three hours ago, the water in the tub overflowed just like this, he murmured.

His voice, deep and magnetic, carried a calmness that masked something far more dangerous beneath the surface.

Didnt it? he added, wiping her fingertips slowly.

The handkerchief he used quickly absorbed the crystal-clear droplets clinging to her skin.

Allisons fingers were cool and damp, and her pulse quickened under his touch.

His voice softened further, and the warmth of his breath against her ear sent a shiver down her spine.

There was something about hima perfect contradiction between his aloof demeanor and the seductive power he exuded, like a rogue scholar.

He raised her fingers to his lips.

Ms.

Clarke, when you stepped out of the bathroom earlier, drenched like that, it was quite a sight.

Her heart pounded, the sound almost deafening in her ears.

Not far away, under the soft glow of the lights, Ferdinand lingered, oblivious to the tension crackling in the air.

He could approach at any moment.

What had begun as a tease now danced on the edge of something much more incendiary.

Allison tried to pull away, her voice strained.

I… forget it.

Kellan leaned in, capturing

different from the restrained brush of lips on

warmth of his

sting, followed by a

Thats alright.

he whispered, his voice

her fingertips, a blush

legs threatened to give out

sticky and warm, conjured images of him

air around them thick with forbidden

the remnants of tea from

the shadowy light, their actions flirted with the edges of propriety, as if they were

Ferdinand approached, holding a box of tea with a

done quite a

Clarke.

of tea? Ferdinands voice was light, but there was a playful hint in his

more

held more than one meaningit was an unspoken offer to

a good

the ball is just

two have any needs, feel free to approach

had a genuine fondness for sipping

was a subtle scheme to pair Kellan and Allison together, for the joy

leaned into some reverse psychology, saying, Of course, if you find yourself as uninterested in balls as ever, I can always go tell… But before

Ms.

will indeed be attending

was seated on the sandalwood chair, his demeanor unruffled as he looked up,

tucked away the tea-stained handkerchief, and everything seemed to have

the slots were booked well in advance, and it would be

was clearly directed at

knowing more than he let on, replied, Alright,