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.

and entered the

icy water crashed over him, dousing the fire raging inside.

towel through his damp hair, still

He couldn't wrap his head around it. How could a single

lose control like that?

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next morning, Linsey freshened up and had

soft knock sounded

to find

getting ready, you're welcome to come down and eat," he said

gave a small nod. "Alright, thank

door, her thoughts drifted back to the events of

things up with Collin.

the perfect time to

at the dining room, she found the table set with an extravagant spread-and not a single

Collin.

at the

the matter? Do the dishes not suit your taste?" the butler

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

she took a breath and

“He's been

disturb him."

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

there's not much we can

she caught the butler watching

household staff couldn't persuade Collin, maybe she could. As his wife, their relationship was meant

equals.

was important-it set the tone for

to him," she

butler's face brightened with relief. "That's wonderful! Once he realizes how much

it."

knitting

sudden change in demeanor last night, she wasn't entirely convinced. Was the butler just saying that to be

chance. Maybe preparing something for Collin to eat would

the tension.

I use the kitchen?" she asked, nodding toward