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.

up and entered the bathroom and turned the

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

through his damp hair, still simmering with

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

lose control like that?

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morning, Linsey freshened up and had just

knock sounded at

to find the butler

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

a small

her thoughts drifted back to the

to clear things

perfect time to

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

Collin.

staring at

the dishes not suit your taste?"

"No, that's

she took a breath and asked, "Is Collin skipping

of helplessness in his tone. “He's been

disturb him."

his voice edged with concern. "He has a

there's not much

and when she looked up, she caught the

persuade Collin, maybe she could. As

equals.

was important-it set the tone

go talk to him,"

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

it."

hesitated, her brows knitting together. Would

night, she wasn't entirely convinced. Was the butler just saying

chance. Maybe

the tension.

use the kitchen?" she asked,