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.

Allison, he probably didn’t matter at

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

was the type of man who would destroy what he couldn’t have, willing to burn everything in

with Allison, all that

— they all disintegrated in her presence. He

himself to remain composed, restrained, and endlessly

sure how much longer he could hold

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

signals don’t sit well with me. Besides, it

Kellan, this was becoming nothing short

That can’t be right. Maybe keep an eye on her for a

better than to ask you for advice.” His harsh words

practically picture it—Kellan loosening his tie in irritation, his expression as cold