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

Chapter 850: Youre just begging for trouble.

Ronan clenched his fist, prepared to throw a punch.

As he closed in on Allison, she seized his wrist in an iron grip.

Raising your hand to a woman? Shows what kind of man you are.

Her blank expression suddenly sent a shiver down Ronans spine, like a shadow of death creeping closer.

What do you think youre doing? Let me go! Ronan thrashed and twisted, but her hold didnt budge an inch.

Before he knew it, his arm was wrenched and snapped with a sickening crack.

Someone… help me! Ronan didnt even understand what had happened until searing pain consumed him.

A woman had overpowered him! He squirmed on the floor, groaning in agony, and shouted toward a nearby waiter in a black shirt.

What are you waiting for? Are you just going to stand there and let one of your guests get attacked? The waiter froze, unsure of how to respond.

It was his first time dealing with anything like this.

Glancing nervously at Allison, he could tell that she wasnt someone to mess with.

He chose his words carefully.

Ms.

Clarke, if you dont have a reservation or an invitation, Ill have to ask you to leave.

Ł∆T€$† ¢♄₳þŧëяş ín galnøνεlŞ.çø₥ Ronan, still clutching his injured arm, exploded in anger.

He muttered a string of curses under his breath.

Stop wasting time! Toss this crazy woman off the ship! What good is talking? But before the words had fully left his mouth, Allison began to laugh.

I wanted to avoid causing trouble, but it looks like youre asking for it, Allison said calmly.

She stepped closer to Ronan, her eyes fixed on him.

Since boarding the Galaxy to find Kylo was no longer an option, she decided to stir up enough chaos to force him to appear.

Ronan tried to keep his composure and snapped, What do you think youre doing? Im warning you… Ah! He didnt finish.

A jolt of pain shot through him as her fist connected with his jaw.

The blow landed hard.

Teeth scattered across the floor, leaving streaks of blood in their wake.

Maam! The waiter, stunned by how fast it happened, stood frozen.

He hadnt expected her to act so quickly, and there was no chance to intervene.

Allison simply shrugged, her expression indifferent.

Apologies, Im having a rough day.

I didnt mean to hit so hard, she said with a casual tone.

The waiters frown deepened.

He now regarded her with suspicion and growing hostility.

Someone as volatile as her couldnt be allowed to enter.

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