Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 493:

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Nearby, Carole froze, her face a picture of shock. She couldn’t comprehend how, in the heartbeat it took Gordon to swing, Kellan had whisked Allison away without so much as a blur.

Outside, the crisp night air hit Allison’s face, her heart pounding with the shock of it all.

Her mind raced, piecing together everything she’d seen. How even…? Her stomach twisted with unease.

She was beginning to see the man before her in a new, darker light, one that raised more questions than answers. Kellan’s movements were impossibly quick — practiced, efficient, instinctive. It must be the precision of someone who’d spent years honing skills for survival. She didn’t want to read too much into it though. Otherwise…

The wind whistled in her ears as she was half-dragged down the empty street, the rapid pace giving her no time to protest.

stretching over taut, coiled muscles, every line of him tense and ready,

was scalding in its

alley, and Kellan stopped, finally loosening

catch up. She raised her gaze and was met with his eyes — a searing, intense

at

kill that punk.” He took a

felt the cold wall against her back as her shoulders hit it, pressed so close that every

talking like I wasn’t a thousand miles closer than he’ll ever be. I thought of a thousand ways to make sure he’d never cross

but from the terrifying certainty that he could follow through

composure. “Mr. Lloyd, you don’t get to meddle in my life,” she replied, her tone as firm as she could

reminder—both for him and herself—that the barriers between them were better left standing. Keeping some distance was the best choice for both of

eyes burning with dark humor. “You’re right. It’s none of my