Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 473:

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“Because you’re strong enough.”

Maybe in another life, if things had been different, they could have been something more.

“This perfume is important to me,” Allison said softly. “Let’s see how it goes. Who knows? It might just succeed.” She kept a measured distance from Kellan, her posture respectful, her voice composed.

Across the long mahogany table, their eyes met briefly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave,” she said, her tone polite and professional, as if they were nothing more than colleagues.

Kellan stayed silent, watching her go.

The room fell eerily quiet as the door clicked softly behind her, leaving him alone with the storm inside. On the surface, Kellan appeared composed. But with Allison gone, the tightly wound emotions inside him began to unravel. The restraint he had clung to felt suffocating.

he probably didn’t

Kellan couldn’t let

too well — he was a man without a moral compass. His hands were stained with blood, and if he truly wanted something — or someone — he would stop at

man who would destroy what he couldn’t have, willing to burn everything

with Allison, all that

disintegrated in her presence. He was helpless against the pull she

he forced himself to remain composed, restrained, and endlessly

much longer he could hold the

was on the phone with Kellan, the impatience in his voice unmistakable. “Come on, it’s been days already. Haven’t you made any

don’t sit well with me. Besides, it doesn’t seem to work

this was becoming nothing short of

keep an eye on her for a few

should have known better than to ask you for

tie in irritation, his expression as cold as a winter wind