Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 455:

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Kellan tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “And not just Vrining. You’re going straight into the thick of it — Fleeingland.”

The traffic light blinked down its final ten seconds before turning green.

Allison didn’t move, her gaze fixed ahead, lost in thought.

A honk sounded, and the car eased around the corner, finally stopping at the entrance to the villa. Darkness seeped over the stone archway, lending a somber atmosphere to the sprawling estate.

Kellan shifted in his seat, his voice more serious than ever.

“You know that place is dangerous — a land where many have ventured and few have returned.”

The engine cut off, leaving the car enveloped in silence.

her cold gaze to him, her fingers

I should just look the other way? Pretend nothing

her, sensing the tension that

it. I just

His tone softened.

me — the more dangerous the path, the calmer you must be. Rushing in recklessly won’t

streetlight cast a soft glow that filtered into

faint scent of Kellan’s cologne as he leaned closer. Shadows softened his features, and his presence steadied her. His

fingers lingered just a moment

his voice low, almost a whisper.

his white shirt caught the glow, stretching across his broad shoulders

feel the warmth of his presence, a tangible

the streetlight was warm, but shadows curled around him,

certainty in his words