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.

stood up and entered the bathroom

icy water crashed over him, dousing the fire raging inside. It took a long time before he finally

through his damp hair, still simmering with

wrap his head around it. How could a single touch from

lose control like that?

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up and had just finished getting

knock sounded at her

it open to find the

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

small nod.

shut the door, her thoughts drifted back to the

things

be the perfect time

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

Collin.

staring at the untouched

dishes not

head. "No, that's not

took a breath and asked,

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

disturb him."

with concern. "He has a chronic stomach condition.

not much we can do to convince

caught the butler watching

she could. As his wife, their relationship was meant to be

equals.

her. Breakfast was important-it set the tone for

talk to him," she

brightened with relief. "That's wonderful! Once he realizes

it."

knitting

entirely convinced. Was the

she had to apologize, and this was the perfect chance. Maybe preparing something for Collin to eat

the tension.

use the kitchen?" she asked, nodding toward