Secrets of the Neglected Wife - Chapter 598

Chapter 598:

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“Any woman with a bit of beauty around here is probably in for it. He loves messing with women.”

The crowd buzzed with nervous chatter.

Melany, standing beside them, shook her head in resignation. “Forget it, Mr. Barker. Thanks for speaking up, but they have the numbers and the power. You can try to reason with them, but it won’t do any good.”

As she spoke, she nervously glanced at Allison as if she was afraid of her. To an outsider, it might seem like she was being bullied without mercy. The crowd, familiar with her usual antics, shot her disapproving looks.

But Santino, oblivious to everything around him, was transfixed by Melany’s beauty. “Oh, sweetheart, don’t cry. Seeing you like this… it really tugs at my heart.”

He reached out with his plump hand, pretending to wipe away her tears, but his real aim was to touch her face. Melany recoiled, disgust flickering in her eyes.

With practiced ease, she stepped aside, subtly avoiding his touch as though by accident. “I don’t know what I did to upset Allison. She’s so angry that even my mother-in-law has been hurt. I’m afraid you might… it’s probably best if you leave.”

Her exaggerated fear, combined with an almost comical concern for him, seemed to inflate Santino’s sense of protectiveness. “Are you kidding me? I don’t know who else I can’t mess with!” He turned his glare on Allison, his voice dripping with mock indignation. “So, you’re the one bullying this beautiful woman? How can you be so… so cruel?”

His tone softened slightly as he began to notice that Allison, too, was quite attractive. He’d been too distracted by Melany’s act to fully pay attention to Allison earlier. Santino, who had mild nearsightedness, had rushed over when he heard Melany’s soft voice, thinking he could take advantage of the situation.

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But as he came closer, he was caught off guard by Allison’s icy, almost regal demeanor—unbothered, calm, and utterly unimpressed, like a queen.

That was when Kellan spoke up, his voice dark and low. “If you keep staring, I’ll gouge your eyes out.”

The threat was clear, and Kellan’s aura was menacing, as though he were on the edge of snapping. Only Allison’s gentle grip on his hand kept him from going further. What should have been a peaceful day had turned into a scene of utter chaos, all because of these fools.

Santino, not recognizing Kellan, spat on the ground with defiance. “You want my eyes? Let’s see if you have the guts…” But just as he was about to finish his challenge, a chill ran down his spine.

It wasn’t the words, no, it was the dark, unsettling gaze Kellan fixed on him. For a brief moment, Santino felt an icy dread, as though he were staring death in the face. It had to be his imagination.

He quickly swallowed his fear, avoiding Kellan’s gaze and instead trying to focus on Allison. “Allison, right? Just apologize and…”

Before he could say more, Allison’s voice cut him off. “Apologize? You’re not just an idiot, you’re blind, too.”

She gave him a scornful once-over, her expression disgusted, as though she were sizing up a piece of trash. “Paying debts is the least of it. Do they think pretending to be pitiful will erase the truth?”

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