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.

chuckle escaping his lips. “What’s wrong with me?” he murmured, leaning

a cigarette from his pocket, flicking his lighter. The flame

he’d last smoked, but tonight the burn felt right — a small distraction from the

It only made him feel more suffocated. He doubled over and coughed bitterly,

like an open wound, the heat searing yet adding to

night and let

flickered on that he crushed the cigarette against the ashtray with a final drag and sped into the

Gordon absentmindedly snapped stems from the flower bed, his

I was just thinking about you, and here you are!” Standing by the expansive floor-to-ceiling window in his room, Gordon spoke with

warmth on his face quickly faded as Allison’s next words carried

uncovered something big about my mother. I’ll send you the information as soon as I finish compiling it,” she said, her fingers flying over