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

if, in that quiet moment, nothing

a scent drifting through

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

she murmured, taking a careful step back. The charged moment between them felt like it had vanished,

showed no sign of it. As clingy as he always was, he knew all too well that

let’s keep it low-key. Too many eyes on us here. Once we’re in a secure

“Fine,” Allison replied.

furrow creased her

for just a second. After countless times returning bruised and bloodied, he had long stopped expecting anyone to notice, let alone

he had gotten used to

But Allison always noticed.

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