Secrets Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 1101:

“Scissors.”

“Here you go,” he replied.

“Curved ruler.”

“Got it.”

Kellan had grown used to handing her the tools she needed. Meanwhile, the guests around them watched in complete astonishment.

“I don’t think this is the first time Mr. Lloyd has helped Ms. Clarke, is it?” one person said.

“I noticed that too. They really seem to work well together,” another replied.

“But earlier, I thought I saw some tension between them and Mr. Stevens.”

“Quiet, don’t say too much. After all, Ms. Clarke was once married to Colton.”

In high society, things were usually kept under wraps, so many people were hearing about this for the first time.

Especially since Colton and Allison’s wedding was a small, exclusive affair with hardly anyone invited.

But what stunned them even more now was that Colton and Allison had divorced.

What was more, they could see that Colton seemed to be regretting it at this very moment!

Meanwhile, Allison was completely focused.

She took the items Kellan handed her without even looking at them.noveldrama

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She started cutting the fabric she had chosen.

Unlike the stress she had felt when fixing the brooch earlier, her expression now showed clear satisfaction.

Leather, silk, fabric; these materials brought her a long-forgotten sense of joy.

As she worked on the design, Allison absentmindedly twirled her pencil between her fingers, stopping now and then to admire her progress.

“Let me think…” she muttered quietly to herself as she continued drawing.

From where Kellan stood, he could see Allison lost in her thoughts, clearly enjoying the moment.

Her fingers were long and graceful, moving like dancers in the air.

Kellan had kissed Allison countless times in the quiet of the night. The most passionate moments often began when he gently bit her fingertips, which sometimes led to more intimate exploration. He adored every part of her skin, starting from her fingers and moving over her whole body.

At times, it seemed like he was losing all control.

Like a creature driven by an unquenchable hunger, he always sought her out, even during their deepest kisses, pulling everything he could from the very tip of her tongue. But it was never enough for him.

His need for her was never satisfied.

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