Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 570:

Allison froze, caught in the gravity of his gaze as if she’d fallen into the deep pools of his eyes.

They were close — close enough that her heartbeat merged with the quiet rise and fall of his breath.

“Mr. Lloyd,” she murmured, looking away, “maybe you’re mistaking desire for something deeper…”

He interrupted her. “If that were true, don’t you think I’d have found someone else in all the time we were apart?” After all, they had met through a one-night stand, and their subsequent encounters had felt like a reckless affair. To Allison, it had all seemed like a frenzied connection between two people avoiding real attachment. In her eyes, there was no real love involved.

But Kellan was certain it wasn’t like that.

“Before I met you, I didn’t believe in any of it. I grew up hating what people called love, despising it because of my father’s betrayal and my mother’s early death. But because of you… all of that changed.”

and she caught the sharp, inviting scent of cedar that always lingered around him. “It’s not some passing thrill, Allison. It’s you. You make me lose control.

of wind rattled the window, and the night outside seemed to deepen, casting a dark, velvety blanket over the

another, creating a dim, almost romantic haze. He took her hand again, lifting it between them, cradling it as though it

vel s .

that you were worth it. And I meant

outside spilled through the window, highlighting the angles

pulse a steady thrum as his

pinnacle, a beacon of light and fog that cast an ethereal glow into their small cabin. Kellan’s

that if you make a promise at the

sounded as the wheel reached its zenith. A streak of lightning split the darkness, illuminating the entire

still on her, half-hidden in the interplay

the obstacles we face… I’ll be there. This promise