GoodReadChapter 82:Colton! Melany ran over, a flash of panic in her eyes as she tried to help him to his feet.
He was lying on the floor like a puppet with its strings cut, his body in a mess.
His wrist, almost shattered, caused a sharp pain in his bones at the slightest movement.
Cold sweat ran down his forehead as he struggled to gather his thoughts and form words.
You've gone too far! Melany's voice cracked as her jaw clenched and her eyes burned with fury.
Who could have foreseen Kellan's sudden appearance, much less her man breaking Colton's wrist in broad
daylight? Her gaze drifted to the cameras.
outside the building, and a fleeting hope rose in his chest.
This is aggression! You've broken the law.
Kellan responded with a slight chuckle, clearly amused by her accusation.
His mood was almost cheerful.
Oh yeah.
Of course, file a lawsuit or call the police.
Although you won't find witnesses.
And he doesn't realize it.
Unfortunately, the cameras are broken.
Melany's face drained of color and her body froze in place.
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Everyone knew that Kellan had connections in both high society and the darkest corners.
Legalities, in their world, were mere formalities.
Mr.
Lloyd, Melany stammered, her voice shaking, “what exactly have we done to offend you.
” His attempt at diplomacy was laced with fear, but Kellan didn't even spare him a glance.
OffendYou haven't offended me.
"I'm in a bad mood today," he said nonchalantly.
Allison couldn't suppress a laugh at his blatant arrogance.
It seemed like Kellan didn't really care.
Without even turning his head, Kellan handed a card to Colton.
For your hospital bills.
The card landed with a humiliating thud on Colton's face before falling to the floor.
The gesture was so insulting that even words could not have captured its full meaning.
Colton opened his mouth, ready to scream curses, but the movement pulled on his broken wrist, and instead a
sharp gasp of pain escaped him.
Watching Colton and Melany wallow in their misery, Allison felt a rare flash of satisfaction.
Silently, he pulled out the small sword he had kept hidden and turned his attention to Kellan.
And what brings you here, Mr.
Lloyd? Kellan raised a hand, nonchalantly swinging a bag.
He forgot it when he left.
| thought there might be something important inside, so | thought I'd give it back to her.
Allison blinked, momentarily surprised.
She had been so preoccupied with observing the decoration of the house for clues that she had completely
forgotten about the bag.
Luckily, she hadn't left anything of value with her.
However, Colton overheard their exchange and the ease with which they conversed was like a punch to his gut.
The familiarity, the way they interacted... it was undeniable.
They were closer than he had ever imagined.
In that moment, the painful truth hit him like a freight train.
They were together.
Driven by rage, Colton ignored the sharp pain in his wrist and stumbled forward, taking several unsteady steps.
He was careful not to get too close to Kellan.
Through clenched teeth, he spat: So it's true! You are living together.
The pain in her wrist was making her knees weak, and although she hadn't been to the doctor yet, she knew for
a fact that her wrist was broken.
Allison, how long has it been since our divorce? You were already looking for your next man while we were still
together.
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The fury.
Colton's reaction was palpable as he looked at Kellan, who seemed completely unfazed by the accusation.
Then, as if a lightbulb went on in his memory, Colton remembered how, during that infamous yacht trip, Allison
had coldly broken a bully's arm without a second thought.
Then she had thrown money at the bully, ignoring him as payment for her crimes.
medical bills.
It hit him like a tidal wave: Allison's behavior and Kellan's were eerily similar.
The sindifferent look, the sutter disregard for his anger.
Their outbursts, their fury, were nothing more than the wind blowing past them, irrelevant and beneath their
attention.
Even their generosity, paying the medical bills, was a gesture of displeasure rather than concern.
They simply wanted to wipe their hands of it, as if their suffering were a stain they didn't care about.
Melany, who was still clinging to Colton, showed a face of pure indignation.
That's it! "How can you treat us like this," she hissed, her frustration rising to the surface.
"And Mr.
Lloyd," Melany continued, her voice rising, "when we were in Athton, | thought you were only helping Allison out
of a desire for peace, that you simply didn't want her.
they will bother But now, seeing how close you are, it's clear that this is more than just friendship, no.
You always said you weren't interested in.
Women, but here we are! Even if you've been with her, that doesn't mean you can take it out on us!.
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