Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 811:

“But I don’t want to be even. I’d rather you hate me!” Colton’s voice carried a hint of desperation. If Allison despised him, at least it would mean she felt something—anything—toward him.

Now, when she said “even,” he felt as though they were going to become complete strangers.

Allison furrowed her brow. “You’re talking nonsense because you’re drunk. If there’s nothing else—I—”

“I’m not drunk,” Colton interjected quickly.

He hadn’t planned on confessing his feelings in such a disheveled state, but he feared losing his chance if he waited any longer.

“Allison, I’ve come to understand what happened back then. Five years ago, you saved me, and I was wrong not to believe you. I won’t make that mistake again. Can you give me another chance?”

this, Allison’s patience wore

because you’re

was saving you five years ago or marrying you later, I did it all to settle a debt.” Allison’s words hung

has your next

we almost didn’t make it. You were my

distant to Colton. The old suitcase they had used to flee their captors had fallen apart the day he had proposed a divorce and driven her out of

what was the point of regrets

I was really sick as a kid, so those memories are fuzzy. But I swear, I’ll work on bringing them back!” Colton’s words felt empty, and he knew she didn’t care about his memories

Colton admitted, “I messed up. I shouldn’t have caused you so much pain or always doubted you, but please, believe that what I feel for you

only twisted the knife