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.

the same

wasnt just about his mothers affairs; he

asked the question that had been buried deep

back, or because of those

his question

laugh, one that felt as bitter as cold coffee left

trying to win me back now? Her laughter dripped

initiated our divorce, she said, her

warning and moved into the Stevens family villa a move everyone knew about

feel like an intruder in her

explain, Melanys return…

had no patience left

swiftly, her voice

said, that was the

had prepared a table full of your favorite dishes,

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

had taken place three years ago, Allison might have desperately tried to mold herself into Melanys

now, she saw no point in

have been like living in a

I did,

carried more weight than anything I could say or

I let

let myself go,

unflinching as she looked

rose-colored glasses of the past, she realized that the man standing before her was no longer

he seemed pitiful

made it

each other

just walk

I wont hesitate to send you back