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.

over taut, coiled muscles, every line of him tense

grip was scalding

alley, and Kellan stopped, finally loosening his grip but

She panted, catching her breath, her pulse still frantic as her mind tried to catch up. She raised her gaze and was met with his eyes — a searing,

at

kill that punk.” He took a step

her shoulders hit it, pressed so close that every breath drew his

saw the two of you, cozy in that café today, talking like I wasn’t

turned—not from fear, but from the terrifying certainty that he could follow through on

tone as firm as she

barriers between them were better left standing. Keeping some distance was the best choice for

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