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

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

ran a towel through

the hell had Linsey done to him? He couldn't wrap his head around it. How could a

lose control like that?

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Linsey freshened up and had just finished getting

a soft knock

open to find the butler standing

ready. If you're finished getting ready, you're welcome to come down and eat,"

gave a small nod.

her thoughts drifted back

things up with Collin.

the perfect time to

arrived at the dining room, she found the table set with

Collin.

staring at the untouched

the matter? Do the dishes not suit your taste?" the butler asked, his voice

"No, that's

she took a breath and

butler 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. But

to cat, there's not much we can do

she caught the butler watching her

persuade Collin, maybe she could. As

equals.

was important-it set the tone

talk to him,"

Once he realizes how much you

it."

knitting together.

wasn't entirely convinced. Was the butler just saying that

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

the tension.

use the kitchen?"