Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 652:

For so long, she had given and given in the Stevens family estate, only to be taken for granted by those who should have valued her most. The Stevens family had seen her as nothing more than a convenient afterthought, someone to use and discard.

But in that moment, with Kellan’s eyes locked onto hers, she felt something she had never known before. He saw her, truly saw her as something irreplaceable.

“I love the fireworks, and I love you too,” she confessed, her voice a soft murmur. Allison leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to his lips, her confession carrying all the emotions she had kept locked away.

But Kellan wasn’t content with tenderness. His response was swift, his kiss turning deeper, more insistent, as if he were trying to capture her very soul.

“Say it again, please,” he breathed against her lips, his voice husky with longing.

“Kellan, I said I love you—”

into a fervent embrace, their bodies sinking into the softness of the sofa. His hands cupped her face, his kisses growing more urgent, more demanding, as if he needed

room in fleeting colors of light and shadow. But in that heated embrace, they were lost in each other, a

Allison set off

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stay under the radar, she and Kellan climbed into a beaten-up van after their flight. Inside, a group of people who specialized in creating false

passing them gray-blue uniforms. “According to the identity information we provided, Ms. Clarke, you and Mr. Lloyd are illegal immigrants here to take

of them over with a serious expression. “Don’t blow your cover.

Fleeingland was infamous — everyone knew the consequences of making

nodded, accepting the uniform. “We appreciate the help. When the time comes, someone

scent. In a nearby alley, Allison and

care of the rest,” Allison said, her eyes locked

van pulled up. A group of seven or eight people in uniforms, along with a leader, piled out. They were clearly heading