Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 350: Besides, I am far from lacking in money.

And when it comes to connections and resources, others are scrambling to offer what your family cannot provide to me.

Allisons words sliced through the air, sharp and direct, striking at the heart of Coltons pride.

So, you really have no leverage with me.

Colton stood there, stunned, his pride taking a brutal blow from her remark.

The memory of the auction resurfaced when Allison had casually swiped a card for a forty-million-dollar badge, as if the sum meant nothing.

It had been clear then that she never wanted for money.

And when they divorced, he remembered her leaving with nothing but an old suitcase filled with simple clothes.

All those years, she had barely touched the Stevens familys wealth.

Only later, after their separation, did Colton truly grasp the magnitude of Allisons fortune.

She had married beneath her status.

His eyes locked onto hers, searching for any hint of vulnerability.

So, what would make you agree? I wont.

Her voice was calm, resolute, leaving no room for debate.

Colton remained silent.

The coldness in her tone was worlds apart from how things had been three years ago, and that stark contrast was unbearable for him.

Having learned through bitter experience, Colton now understood that when Allison said no, she meant it with the finality of a thousand doors slamming shut.

Memories of their past confrontations flashed in his mind moments when he had nearly lost his life at her merciless hands.

same man who

just about his mothers affairs; he had

that had been buried deep

because of those other men? His eyes were deep, like

his question

laugh, one that felt as bitter as cold coffee left too

trying to win me

forget? Youre the one who initiated our divorce, she said, her words

warning and moved into

like an intruder in

expression soured as he tried to explain,

no patience left

swiftly, her voice steady but

correctly, she said, that was

a table full of your favorite

for Melany, hasnt it? Her words no longer came from a place of jealousy; they were an

ago, Allison might have desperately tried to mold

saw no point in

been like living in a ghost town,

I did, I

carried more

let

I let myself

cool and unflinching as

of the past, she realized that the man standing before her was no longer the person she had

seemed

it

owe each other anything

just walk away,

again, next time, I wont