Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 569

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“It’s okay if you can’t see anymore; I will be your crutch, your eyes. I will stay with you until you are fully healed”

The sweet, melodic tones of her voice reached Orion’s ears, and he felt a bit of tension leave his facial muscles. “Could you get me some threads?” Orion suddenly asked.

“Would braiding threads work? We have some in the cupboard,” Linda said, and when Orion nodded, she stood up.

Linda looked at the cupboard and sheepishly scratched her head. “Orion, could you wait while I get a ladder? I can’t reach the higher cupboard.”

Orion stood up and reached out for Linda. She rushed over, and he placed a hand on her shoulder, allowing her to guide him to the cupboard.

Orion reached out to check the height. “Orion, you’re just a bit short.” Linda jumped beside him and failed to reach, feeling helpless.

With the height difference between them, and Orion’s muscular build from years in special forces, Linda looked even smaller and more fragile beside him.

closer,” Orion urged.

tried.” Before Linda could finish, Orion’s large hands wrapped around her waist. In an instant, he lifted

amazing! Just a little to the left,” Linda instructed as Orion adjusted his position, letting her open the

two doing?” Just as Orion was about to lower Linda, Quinlee burst in. Seeing

head, her face went blank wit

Linda, and just as her hand brushed Linda’s clothing,

dropped Linda, he caught her with one hand and held her in

after that, Orion pushed Quinlee aside, and

two talk; I’ll step out for a moment,” Linda said nervously when she saw

escape, Linda was breathless, her heart racing. That was scary. She thought that if Quinlee didn’t finish her off, Orion might. Thankfully, she was still alive to think about it.

stormed in and yanked her hair, slapping Linda twice across the face. “You shameless girl, how

the stair railing when Quinlee lunged at her again. “I was born without

Quinlee, holding her face, seethed. “You, a bastard thrown out by the

Orion’s fiancée, the future Mrs. Warren. You