Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 May I Use The

Kitchen

Linsey had just finished unbuttoning Collin's shirt and was about to reach for his belt when his expression suddenly

hardened.

His grip closed around her wrist in a flash, his voice sharp and unwavering. "That's enough. Get out."

If she went any further, he wasn't sure he could control himself.

Linsey blinked, thrown off by the abrupt shift. "What?"

Collin didn't bother explaining. Instead, he called out, his tone clipped, "Prepare the room next door for her."

"Yes, Mr. Riley."

Without another word, he pushed Linsey toward the doorway and shut the door behind her with a resolute thud. Her

suitcase, still untouched, sat abandoned in the hallway.

The echo of the door slamming reverberated down the corridor, leaving Linsey completely stunned.

"What is wrong

with him?" She turned to the butler, confusion laced in her voice. "Why did he just snap like that?"

The butler's voice remained calm, almost practiced. "Mrs. Riley, Mr. Riley has always been unpredictable. Now that you're

staying here, it's best to get used to it. After all, he..."

His words trailed off, but Linsey didn't need him to finish. The pieces were already falling into place.

Collin, despite his young age, was confined to a wheelchair, cast aside by his own family. It was no wonder he carried so

much frustration.

No wonder he kept pressing her about what she thought of him. He had probably spent years drowning in his own insecurities.

The realization struck her hard, and sympathy settled heavily in her chest. He must have completely misunderstood her. She had to clear things up before he convinced himself that she saw him as less of a man,

Inside his room, Collin sat in his wheelchair, his jaw clenched as he struggled to steady his breath. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't calm down.

through him as he stood up and entered the bathroom and turned the

fire raging inside. It took a long time before he finally wrestled back

he emerged, he ran a towel through his

had Linsey done to him? He couldn't wrap his head around it.

lose control like that?

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next morning, Linsey freshened up and had just

a soft knock sounded at

it open to

you're welcome to come

small nod. "Alright,

thoughts drifted back to the events of last night.

to clear things up with

the perfect time

the table set with an extravagant spread-and

Collin.

hesitated, staring at the

not suit your

head. "No, that's not it. The food looks

a breath and

of helplessness in his tone. “He's been in the study working since last

disturb him."

he added, his voice edged with concern. "He has a chronic

there's not much

and when she looked up, she caught the butler watching her with a

could. As his wife, their relationship

equals.

at her. Breakfast was important-it

go talk to him," she

Once he realizes how much you

it."

knitting

entirely convinced.

the perfect chance. Maybe preparing something for Collin to eat would help

the tension.

use the kitchen?" she asked,