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.

No, she had come here to

she made an effort to pretend she didn’t understand. “Of course I remember! But what can I say?” Carole shrugged with feigned innocence. “Ever since the engagement was canceled, my parents have been relentless, nagging me to no end. The moment I set

a sincerity that almost sounded rehearsed, she continued, “But don’t worry, Kellan. It’s not like I’m here out of some long-lost affection. It’s just to keep my parents off my back,

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

need to be bashful with

it. His

with people I

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,

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

his voice left no room for

this was uncharted territory. She’d never faced such

seemed thoroughly uninterested in the