Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 463:

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“Come on, Kellan, you must be starving… Oh, my apologies, I didn’t realize Ms. Clarke was here too.” Carole finally seemed to take notice of Allison.

“I only brought two lunches, so… how about this? Kellan and I can share one, and we can give the other to Ms. Clarke.” Her tone was light, almost friendly, as she nonchalantly slid the lunch box onto Kellan’s desk.

But before Carole could even settle into a chair, Kellan dismissed her outright.

“Carole, it’s good you’re back, but you should know that our engagement ended a long time ago.”

Steam rose from the polished black surface of his desk, the aroma of the rich, tempting dishes barely offsetting the chill in Kellan’s tone—a coldness that cut right to the bone.

Maybe it was just her imagination, but Carole thought his gaze held an eerie, unapproachable iciness.

walk away empty-handed. No, she had come here to make her

say?” Carole shrugged with feigned innocence.

Kellan. It’s not like I’m here out of some long-lost affection. It’s just to keep my parents off my back, so

Carole opened the lunch box, took a deliberate taste of the vegetables, her exaggerated expression of delight almost theatrical, and then, with exaggerated generosity, divided

next adventure is at g al n ovels .

this. No need to be

His response was swift

don’t share food with people I don’t like, Carole. Help

a slight aversion to sharing anything so personal. The very idea of kissing once seemed distasteful to him—a simple, unnecessary exchange of saliva. But ever since meeting Allison,

lips to the thrill in his veins, he found himself drawn—irrevocably—to

his voice left no room for

was uncharted territory. She’d never

uninterested in the awkward scene