Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 445:

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Kellan sat close behind Allison, close enough to catch the subtle scent of her hair.

The wind howled past their ears, filling their senses with a rush of freedom.

Behind them, Colton stood watching, his face unreadable, dark eyes following them into the distance.

Half an hour later, at a quiet stop on a mountain road, Allison sipped from a bottle of water.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, looking out over the vast landscape, lights from nearby houses twinkling below.

The peaceful scene brought back memories of her childhood when she used to envy other kids who had places they called home.

“Not bad,” Kellan replied, his face giving little away, though his tousled hair told a different story—wind-swept and wild, a stark contrast to his usually composed appearance.

looked like Turbo shaking off the dust of the track, stripped

smirked but kept her thoughts to

breaking the silence, said,

turned, a smirk playing on her lips. “Funny. I’ve

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Kellan said nothing, his

laughed, sharing

been a challenge, a game of uncovering each other’s secrets,

Kellan remarked, stepping just close enough to subtly

unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of his collarbones, giving off an

wristwatch flickered in the dim light as he took a

layers do you think

breeze tousled Allison’s hair as she

layers, Mr. Lloyd.