Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 486:

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His gaze shifted to Carole, who sat a little too close to Allison for his liking.

“Excuse me, Miss,” he said smoothly, though there was a chill in his smile. “Would you mind moving? I’d like to sit by Allison.”

As he approached, Carole seemed to sense a faint smell of blood on him. She quickly moved aside, murmuring, “Sorry.”

Gordon slid into the chair beside Allison, completely ignoring Kellan’s cold stare. He reached over, and Allison felt the warmth of his hand brush past her ear.

“You have something in your hair,” he murmured, drawing back with a single pink petal in hand. “It’s a petal,” he said, setting it delicately on the table, a faint smile curving his lips as he looked at her.

For a moment, their eyes met, and Allison saw a new depth in Gordon’s gaze — an intensity that was worlds away from the boy she’d known years ago.

He wasn’t a teenager anymore; the man sitting beside her was someone entirely different, both assured and raw. Dressed casually, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, Gordon struck a balance between youthful energy and an almost magnetic charisma.

was no denying he

he murmured, his tone rich and

if, in that quiet

scent drifting

of citrus and black tea — crisp, fresh, just like typical Gordon. But there was an unmistakable trace of

you, Gordon,” she murmured, taking a careful step back. The charged

as he

many eyes on us here. Once we’re

“Fine,” Allison replied.

her brow. “Are

just a second. After countless times returning bruised and bloodied, he had long stopped

he had gotten

But Allison always noticed.

fine. Just handled some… uninvited guests,” he said, flashing a grin that