Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 457:

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Her gaze flickered briefly to his shoulder, where a bandage peeked out from beneath his shirt. “Besides, you’re not even fully healed.”

Her words settled in the space between them, a stillness that seemed to sink deep into Kellan’s chest.

His face clouded, a shadow of realization washing over him. She wasn’t just holding him back; she was pulling away.

Allison lifted her hand in a casual wave that said everything she wouldn’t. “Well, goodbye, Kellan.”

Without looking back, she stepped away, her silhouette fading into the dusk. For a moment, her reflection lingered in the rearview mirror, and then she was gone.

a bitter chuckle escaping

flicking his lighter.

tonight the burn felt right — a small distraction

long drag, watching the ember glow. It only made him feel more suffocated. He doubled over and coughed bitterly, clicking his mouth

tip of the cigarette pulsed like an open wound, the heat searing yet adding

night and let his gaze drift to Allison’s villa in the

crushed the cigarette against

the Herbert estate, Gordon absentmindedly snapped stems from the flower bed, his mind clearly elsewhere. When

was just thinking about you, and here you are!” Standing by the

face quickly faded as Allison’s next words carried a gravity

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