Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine Read Online Free

Chapter 303: In front of a large floor-length mirror, Allison slipped into a simple yet elegant black evening gown.

Are you always this meticulous? she remarked, noticing the several outfits Kellan had prepared for the gala.

Ive just been set up before, he replied casually.

As she adjusted her hair, she caught a glimpse of Kellans reflection.

He was now dressed in a crisp white shirt, the fabric hugging his toned chest, a hint of his abs teasing beneath.

The chiseled lines of his body were strikingly smooth.

It was the same powerful physique that had repeatedly tempted her in the confines of their bed.

So Ive learned to be cautious, he continued, his gaze steady on her.

Kellan was no stranger to these situations.

He had faced mishaps before clothes ruined or, worse, events derailed by unforeseen circumstances.

He glanced up, suddenly taken aback by his own reflection alongside hers.

Allison was fastening pearl earrings, each delicate piece catching the light as she moved.

So thats it, she mused.

I thought you prepared these for your female companions as a habit.

Kellan said, Youre my first female companion.

And the only one.

Stay connected at gⱯlnσνℯ????s․com After getting dressed, he settled onto the sofa, observing Allison as she absentmindedly touched her neck, a slight frown crossing her features as she realized she wore no necklace.

Yet she looked stunning in her sleek black gown, the fabric draping elegantly and concealing the marks on her collarbone.

Its beautiful and definitely eye-catching, Kellan said, locking eyes with her in the mirror.

Havent found a suitable necklace yet? Allison shook her head.

It doesnt matter.

Im just here to watch the auction.

No one will notice me.

The necklace had been torn from her during their battle.

She couldnt recall where it had ended up.

It wasnt anything valuable anyway.

But its not about people noticing, he replied, stepping closer, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

You look stunning today, Ms.

Clarke.

Theres no need for a necklace to distract from your beauty.

He reached for a snake bracelet from a nearby table and fastened it around her neck.

The craftsmanship was unique simple yet elegant, glinting in the soft light.

Their closeness in the mirror felt almost too intimate.

Through the thin fabric of his shirt, Allison could feel the warmth and intensity radiating from Kellans chest.

Once he secured the clasp, he studied her reflection.

This suits you better, he said, admiring her elegance and the mysterious allure she exuded.

Allison regarded the necklace thoughtfully, then remarked playfully, Isnt this a token meant for the future daughter-in-law of the Lloyd family? Arent you worried about it not coming back to you? I already said I can give it to you if you want it, Kellan replied, his expression relaxed, though it was hard to tell if he was joking.

It perfectly enhances your charisma.

He watched the woman in the mirror, her familiar scent of plum blossom lingering in the air, calming the restlessness simmering inside him.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that had led to his loss of control.

Allison remained silent.

They were both adults; the implications were beyond clear.

She seemed to just want to have some fun.

Kellan suddenly felt the weight of his frequent lack of restraint.

Thank you for lending me the necklace, Mr.

Lloyd.

I promise to return it clean after tonight, Allison said, adding a touch of lipstick.

But are you still feeling hot? Your fingers are quite warm.

Ms.

Clarke, you dont seem very steady yourself, he countered.

Their banter ignited a rare spark of conquest within Allison.

She was eager to uncover the secrets Kellan held beneath his composed exterior.

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